The Ugly Feeling of “Anything Can Happen”

When the news about the Trumpist assault on the U.S. Capitol reached me, I had already figured I’d received my quota of bad news for the day. Our province, which only yesterday had to be pushed back into Orange level restrictions to contain a surge in COVID cases, had had its worst day yet, with 31 reported infections (we had 27 the day before, and 17 the day before that). I knew in passing there was a mob of Trumpists in Washington, but I figured they wouldn’t amount to much.

Then, on the bus ride home from work, I watched my twitter feed explode with the news. Trumpists fighting police. Trumpists in the Capitol building. Trumpists on the House Floor. An American flag removed and a Trump flag hung in its place. People evacuated, one person killed. The word “insurrection” came up more than a few times to describe it, even as official media continued to call it a “protest”.

Insurrection. All too accurate a label for what happened.

As I write this, the insurrection has been put down. American FBI went in and cleared out the Capitol building. The U.S. Congress is reconvening to finish the business the insurrection interrupted. The National Guard is on its way to help secure the city, if it isn’t there already. But there’s a general sense in official news and on Twitter that America crossed a line today.

It all feels surreal to me, in a way. I suppose most Big Moments in History feel that way, when you’re viewing it at a remove. Adding to the surreal feeling is the sick certainty that, regardless of the procedure the Americans will be following, for the next two weeks, nobody truly knows what will happen. Insurrectionists occupied the U.S. Capitol building. In the two weeks before Trump is officially removed as President (assuming this day’s events don’t hasten his departure), who knows what else they might try? Who knows what Trump might do in an attempt to hold on to his fading power – he certainly encouraged this insurrection before and during the event in question.

I mentioned elsewhere my belief – founded in the events of the past four years – that Trump is America’s most evil and most incompetent president in living memory. He needs to leave power, and he’s made it clear – repeatedly – that he won’t leave quietly. And, to be clear, he will leave power – not willingly, not quietly, but he will; the law leaves him no other option. But he’s moved himself and his followers outside the law; and for the first time, I fear the damage he can still do in the two weeks he has left. I can only pray we are not witnessing the beginning of a civil war.

Out of Last Year’s Wreckage

So. That was a terrible year. On more than one occasion I’ve tried to organize my thoughts and feelings as the world kept getting worse around us, but every time I thought I had enough of a handle on things where I could speak, the year upended everything, until the best I could do was to greet each day with “What fresh hell are we in now?”

I mean, where do I begin to discuss this damned year? Do I start with the COVID-19 Pandemic, which has killed over 1.8 million people as of this writing, or the race protests in the States and here in Canada? Do I talk about our Prime Minster, who, while well-meaning, apparently needs to be reminded on a regular basis on the concept of “ethics”, or do I talk about my provincial Premier, who’s only response to the challenges of our province seems to be to cut, Cut, CUT everything from the government until only a skeleton remains? Perhaps I should talk about Trump, the only U.S. President in living memory to be both the Most Evil President and the Most Incompetent President at the same time? Or about how so many people decided that they didn’t care enough about their fellow humans not to wear a piece of cloth over their faces and to stay HOME to keep from spreading COVID-19, and so contributed to that 1.8 million death figure?

I repeat: this was a terrible year.

It wasn’t all bad. We now have two vaccines against COVID, and they’re being distributed as of this month. America did vote Trump out, though with a smaller margin than a just society should have allowed (to the 74 million who voted for Trump, may I ask WHY?? The man and the party that enabled him was stripping your country down for parts and attacking the rights you take for granted! What does it take for you to see that?). For the first time in nearly a year, we can think about repairing the damage to our civilization, and maybe, just maybe, start building something better.

At least, that’s what I hope. And I hope that this is a hope we all share – and are willing to take action on.

Happy New Year.