I watched the Trump Insurrection live on TV as it happened, and as I saw this violent desecration, the pain in my gut reminded me of the assassination of George Floyd.
It still hurts to think back to May, maybe because that was not even a year ago. The look of dread on his face, his voice — I still tear up when I hear Floyd crying out to his mother. The raw reactions to that video seemed to break through the partisan distortions like an almost primal acknowledgement of the cruel injustice of denying this man his dignity, his…
