I was in D.C. on January 6 and I can tell you, even for those of us there, what transpired is strange, confusing and doesn’t make sense. May I take a moment and process with you what I saw personally as well as after doing numerous interviews with others who were there and who went into the Capitol building?
The morning of January 6, I arrived at 6:15 a.m. at the Ellipse area just outside the White House. It was freezing cold and already the line to get into the grassy park area to hear the president was a mile long. In fact, after walking fifteen minutes I still couldn’t find the end of the line because it was growing by the minute. I was there until 12:45 p.m. listening to the speakers which culminated with President Trump. The crowd was enormous and filled the park, overflowing across Constitution Avenue and back toward the Washington Monument and beyond. As far as I could see there were people packed so close together that we couldn’t move. For 5-6 hours we braved the frigid temps PEACEFULLY standing and listening. I didn’t see anyone violent or disruptive. I saw people dressed in hats, coats, and gloves with MAGA hats, large Trump 2020 flags—a colorful assortment of humanity inside and out. CONTINUE READING >>>
