We need the names of all the armed protesters, and what weapons they entered with, and how many shots they fired, and which rooms of the capital were sanctified as sacred.
To the best of my knowledge, the only shots fired on January 6th were fired by a Capitol cop at an unarmed woman, killing her.
Many of the protestors were carrying objects that could be used as weapons (batons, a stun gun), and a very few actually had firearms---but none, repeat,
NONE of the protestors fired any shots.
As for "sacred rooms", what they were trying to do was get into the House chamber, which was in session....I suspect what they wanted to do was confront, face-to-face, the Distinguished Members of the Clown Circus, who were ignoring all requests from the People to re-examine the election. The "representatives", once again, were refusing to represent the People, whom they claim to represent; so, the People decided to try to
make them listen.
Personally, I don't think they would have harmed anybody; if they'd meant to start busting caps, they would have done it long beforehand, which they hadn't. If the Capitol cops hadn't charged in like a herd of enraged moose, probably nobody would have gotten hurt. That's just my speculation, of course, but I stand by it.
So why did all this nonsense transpire? Easy enough. The senior cadre of the Distinguished Members of the Clown Circus colluded with the media and numerous other Vested Interests to steal the election, which they did. The People, realizing the whole thing smelled like a week-old catch of decaying halibut in a hot sun, demanded that the election be re-examined. The Clown Circus couldn't do that, of course, because they'd be exposed and caught with their pants down and their hands in the cookie jar. So, they did what smug, self-assured, arrogant, entitled bureaucrats always do when they're confronted with people they don't want to deal with: they declared themselves "above it all" and ignored them.
This usually works pretty well for them; they've spent decades painting themselves as "leaders", who are exalted far higher than we mere peasants, who must come begging and groveling to them with our paltry requests. But this time, it didn't work. The January 6th protestors had enough of being sneered at and airily dismissed---so they decided that
this time, they
would be heard. They went to the Capitol in person, do demand a hearing from the people who refused to hear them by any other means.
So what happened? The Clown Circus, once they got wind of this, went into a complete meltdown panic, and started calling everybody from the Capitol cops to Irv's Pizzeria to come and protect them, poor things, from the enraged mob outside the doors with torches, ropes, and pitchforks (except that they didn't actually carry torches, ropes and pitchforks). Many of the Distinguished Members, to this very day, claim to suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder and anxiety from believing that the Awful Mob might actually have gotten into the chamber, and they'd actually have to listen to what their constituents wanted them to hear, a scenario that most of them were encountering for the first time in their august careers.
The Capitol Police went bulling into the situation to protect the People's Servants from the People, and the rest is history. The cops were determined to keep the People out of the Capitol, because the Capitol, after all, is the "house of gummint", and that foul, unwashed pack had no business in there----a concept not unlike the owner of a McDonald's outlet being refused entry into his own restaurant because the employees inside don't want to talk to him, so they call the police to arrest their boss and keep him out.
In 1932, huge numbers of World War I veterans descended on Washington, and started camping out, demanding that they be awarded the service bonus they'd been promised to receive in 1944. It was the height of the Great Depression, and most of these families were in pretty dire circumstances. They wanted to explain their side of things. Herbert Hoover refused to have anything to do with them, and called out the Army to rout them. Chaos ensued: there were deaths, families lost what little they had when troops burned their encampments, and there were charming encounters such as the case where an eleven-year old boy tried to run back into his family's burning hut to save his beloved pet rabbit from being burned alive, and a trooper snarled, "Get the **** out of here, you little *** of a *****," and bayoneted the child in the leg. General Douglas MacArthur, author of the debacle, strutted around a mile or so away, smacking his swagger stick against his riding breeches and "directing the campaign".
By nightfall, the veterans had been cleared from downtown Washington, and were trailing west on the roads into Virginia; many of them were seriously injured, many of them had lost everything they had. Many of them were too demoralized to even be angry. A reporter described the ragged caravan of walking men, women, and children as looking like something from a purge inflicted on the population of a banana republic.
Franklin Roosevelt, who at the time was running for President, learned about the whole thing and was absolutely aghast. Turning to his son and aides, he lamented, "Why on earth didn't Hoover go down there with coffee and sandwiches and
talk to those men, instead of turning Doug MacArthur loose on them? What are they going to do now? They're spread all over the roads with no place to go. They must be in terrible shape!"
It was a hallmark of Roosevelt's manner of business that the People must come first. When he entered the Oval Office, his first order was that any American citizen calling the White House for help was not, under any circumstances, to be cut off.
Somebody in the administration had to be found to talk to them and help them out.
Contrast that attitude with the activities of the Clown Circus. That'll tell you just about all you need to know, right there. Do you think Nancy Pelosi would have ordered coffee and sandwiches for the January 6th protestors and actually sat down with them to hear their complaints?
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