I only recently discovered an unread message from Charlie Kirk that he had sent the month before a communist killed him. I haven't shared it with anybody, but what he wrote still haunts me to this day. It was before my Mayoral campaign, actually. Perhaps I missed it because, ultimately I wasn’t ever a political guy. I was baptized by fire. Because I didn’t marinate in the political world much before I was forced to, Charlie Kirk wasn’t really ever a prominent figure in my life. Perhaps that’s how I somehow overlooked the unread DM from him in my inbox. I got thousands of messages throughout my campaign, and I tried my best to sort through them all, eventually. Sadly, it wasn’t until after Charlie was killed by a vile communist that I saw his message to me. I honestly couldn’t believe what he said to me. I never knew him, and I never knew just what a giant he really was.
This day, last year, I was in DC in an interagency meeting when that communist shot Charlie. I was there advocating for the Palisades, trying to get things done to help our town rebuild and get made whole, when everyone’s phones started buzzing. Now, I never knew Charlie, but some of the President’s cabinet members were with us, agency heads, people who were friends with Charlie and had worked with him for years, and they were devastated. It was one of the most grotesque and shocking moments I’ve ever seen in American history. We stopped our meeting to say a prayer for his recovery, but the few men in the room who’d served in combat all shared a look in their eyes that said they knew right away that wound wasn’t compatible with survival.
After we saw the President get shot in the head and miraculously stand up in defiance, I think many fooled themselves in believing that it’s perfectly reasonable to expect that someone can get shot with a rifle and still pull through. For the men familiar with violence, the first viewing of that horrific scene in Utah was more than conclusive. It was a dark day, and there would be no good news on the horizon. In some ways, it’s fitting this occurred on the day before 9/11, because…if I had to try and describe that day in DC, it felt – in its own small way – like September 11th did.
The magnitude, of course, was on a completely different scale; there’s no comparing Muslim zealots murdering 3,000 people to the communist assassination of a political figure, but the vibe was eerily similar. Every agency we visited for the rest of the day, people were standing in the office waiting room, glued to the TV, eyes swollen from tears…a troubling silence hung over everyone, and nobody could quite summon the will to care about the work of the day. Seeing everybody huddled around the TVs, transfixed…it’s something I hadn’t seen for a few decades. I suppose it served as an appropriate warm-up for our nation’s most shocking tragedy, the following day. I hate, though, how crowded our tragedy calendar has become. It feels as though we can’t adequately mourn any one atrocity because we have to immediately confront the next.
Not everybody watched the TVs with tears in their eyes, of course. The communist animals at the loathsome TMZ infamously cheered out and laughed when the news announced Charlie’s death. The conspicuous reactions that followed were far more grotesque, and they reveal a sad report on where we are as a country. While for normal people, today is a sad day of solemn remembrance, many communist animals are celebrating “Kirkaversary”, planning parties to revel in the brutal assassination of a young father. It’s hard to tell if they’re genuinely this evil, or they’re just provocative edgelords projecting their own self-loathing. The latter seems likely, as they’re always ugly, disgusting, dysgenic freaks who do this…clearly this camp is all just lost kids who jumped off the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. They hate themselves, they have no prospects for a prosperous and wholesome future, and it seems they’ve simply given up on life, entirely, and are doubling down on just burning down society, altogether. Regardless of what’s behind it, we must have a reckoning with it.
As we hit the one-year mark of the day that a vile communist animal murdered Charlie Kirk, I think that precision and moral clarity is of the utmost importance. Those are the traits that best define Charlie’s presence as a commanding figure in the political right, so the best way to honor his legacy is to carry on those principles. To be clear, Charlie was murdered by a rabid communist with a rifle. This is obvious to any reasonable person, and the violence problem in our country is entirely an issue of the communist left. Many communist rags like the Nation feebly try to blame “gun culture” and dilute this issue by addressing the Kirk assassination as a nonpartisan harbinger of a “terrible new era of political violence”. No. This is a leftist problem, entirely. We all know it. Only communists do this, and it’s widespread. The communist assassination of Charlie should’ve ushered in an aggressive wave of ruthless crackdowns on the violent communists that have been actively terrorizing our cities for the last 6 years; Antifa is a terrorist organization. The socialist marches of today are all funded by foreign bad actors, the “fiery but peaceful” purges of 2020 have never been reconciled. But far from having a true reckoning with the communist violence that claimed Charlie Kirk…a year after his death, things have only gotten worse. The political coalition that he built is in shambles, with alcoholics and conspiracy theorist podcasters ascending to fill the vacuum left behind. Long-time supporters of the President and his allies have now rabidly hate him because thy’ve fallen victim to the dumbest and must unhinged conspiracy theories imaginable.
