So much has come out of the Jan. 6 hearings. Shattered White House china. Ketchup splattered on a wall. President Trump lunging for the wheel of a car in motion. The nonchalance of former Chief of Staff Mark Meadows, casually scrolling through his phone while all hell broke loose. Mafia-like messages to witnesses, reminding them about loyalty.
And who could miss the f-bombs littered through testimonies? At the risk of sounding old school, we were taught at young ages that cuss and swear words equaled a lack of vocabulary and decorum. They were reserved for moments when no other words would suffice. To redirect children who said something too colorful for their ages or situations, we’d give them a strong look and say, “Language!”
We weren’t quite ready for it, but former U.S. Attorney General William Barr warmed up the room. At the start of the hearings, Barr called Trump’s election fraud talk “bull****.”
On Jan. 6, 2021, when it became clear Trump’s supporters were heavily armed, former aide Cassidy Hutchinson testified that Trump said, “You know, I don’t f-ing care that they have weapons.”
When the secret service said armed supporters wouldn’t go through magnetometers (metal detectors) or mags, Trump allegedly said, “Take the f-ing mags away. I’m the f-ing president.”
Other f-bombs were dropped. But this is enough for now.
We’re still reeling from the gravity of it all and struggling to find our most precise words to convey our thoughts.
