I know you’re not going to sit through a 36 minute video, I didn’t think I could but when you realize you’re watching your country dissolve it’s pretty compelling. The video shows a Blue Lives Matter rally being overrun by an organized, well funded and violent street mob. The violence starts around the 28 minute mark but it was what came before that I found so familiar and telling.
Michelle Malkin is walking to a park in Denver on an overcast summer day. When she arrives at the rally site she is greeted by fawning admirers and event organizers including at least one of the fearsome Bikers For Trump. It’s all so sweet as the old white people (and one black guy!) come up and talk to Michelle and her camera about current events and their love of their country. I am not trying to belittle these people but they are a small band of aging patriots that have no clue about… the war they’ve stumbled into.
It all kicks off with Country music and Antifa shows up at 22:40 when Michelle excitedly proclaims “Looks like Antifa wants a FIGHT!” minutes later she’ll be spat upon, beaten and lamenting her lost shoe and mussed up hair. The key moment for me was listening to her alternatively taunt the leftists and trying to fire up her side and cheer on the dozen or so officers charged with protecting their rally. At this point I was reminded of Larry Linderman’s observation that “All conflict comes down to positional dominance.” At this point I realized the left has won. They might not win this election cycle but they will eventually and when they do, they know just what they want, how to accomplish it, who stands in their way and how to deal with all that.
They have won because they have done the hard, disciplined work of building an organization and actually having an agenda. Unlike the right who are perfectly represented here by the C-List, self promoting media personality and Grandma and Grandpa Greenwood who undoubtedly have half a dozen AR-15s. At home. In a safe.
At the 25:00 there’s a frantic flag salute that sounded more like an exorcist’s incantation, a prayer and then the whole thing goes to shit while the band tries to kick off Johnny Cash’s Folsom Prison Blues. Michelle makes it out safe thanks to her private security detail. We have no clue how the nice people she was talking to minutes before fared. But I look just like those people and know if I was there, I would have got my ass kicked.