Stage One

The initial shock is wearing off.

I am now entering that first stage of grief….denial.

I am fated to watch America die over the next few years. It was obvious to me in the run up to the election if we lost, we would lose everything…. irretrievably. After nearly a quarter of a millennium, the experiment is over. Several billion others around the world are wondering how this happened, but unlike Americans, they know what will happen next. Inevitably. But while we did understand what was at stake, now suddenly we do not. That does not change the fact there is no going back now.

And I am thinking, and I cannot stop myself….well, maybe this is not the end.

Denial it is.

Next comes anger, then bargaining, then depression, then acceptance.

I do not know personally how the next stage, the anger, will manifest. I am not violent but there may be some violence in society. How long will it take to go through the outrage and move on to the next and the next and finally accept what has happened?

I predict the anger will come with the first actions of the regime. Then the bargaining with my soul that it is not that bad. Then it will become clear that it really is that bad. My fear is that it will be as bad as it possibly can be, which would be the last chapter of The Turner Diaries.