I can’t find an exact term for it, but a year or so into the Former Guy’s administration, I told Dr. Evil what the daily newscasts felt like to me. Think about when you’re watching apocalyptic or dystopian films and the notional family is going about their morning/evening routine as the tiny TV or radio is playing in the background: [Announcer] ” . . . rioting continued today in . . . ” ” . . . military forces were deployed against . . . ” . . . the plague continues to affect millions . . . “
Never again.
I wholeheartedly agree, and wonder (well, not really) why so few former military end up on this side, rather than marching down the mall to storm the Capitol building in faux military costume. I had nightmares for weeks after Jan 6.
Never again, indeed.
Of course our little farm is home, but the DC area will always be my hometown. I look at all the photos of those insurrectionists, wincing, hoping I can’t identify any of them. So far, so good.