I WAITED...
for the results of the Run-off election in Georgia and was encouraged to hear that the Democratic. candidate Rev. Warnock was already being considered the winner of his race. And as the final results started coming in for the other Democratic runner, Mr. Ossoff, there was other news beginning to overwhelm the airwaves.
I WATCHED...
as thousands of (probably) paid protestors swarmed over the Washington D.C. Capitol building, like fire ants bent on destruction and disruption. And they had that effect, at first. The Congress had to adjourn from their ceremonial acceptance of the Electoral College votes for incoming President Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris.
I HELD MY BREATH...
wondering if our democracy would hold against the tyranny of seditious senators and callous congress members seeking to overthrow everything for a bully, a con man, a lawbreaker, a liar. And while the halls and walls of the Capitol building may have been sullied, the pustule had broken wide open for everyone to see... the blood-red infection spread throughout the building leaving its dark and nasty marks everywhere. And suddenly there were a few who backed down from their previous plan, seeing the damage and seeing what traitorous acts were being done.
I SIGHED...
and the Congress returned to do its real, albeit ceremonious work of accepting the Truth - that Joe Biden and Kamala Harris had won the election fairly - after weeks of over 60 judicial actions discounting any claims of fraud or mishandling of ballots.
STILL I WILL NOT SLEEP EASILY until the 20th of January when Joe and Kamala are installed and inaugurated. And I will not sleep well again until those criminals have all been brought to justice for their un-democratic actions... the wound cannot heal until it is fully cleansed and then we can think about stitching it up.
Trust is a delicate commodity... once violated it is hard, perhaps even impossible, to regain.
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