Trump was right to deploy the National Guard to DC
The last thing I heard before my ears started ringing was my left turn signal clicking. I was stopped at a red light on a Saturday afternoon, waiting to glide into my parking lot near the Waterfront Metro stop in Washington, DC when a loud crack suddenly deafened me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bullet-sized wound in my windshield. Try – if you’re brave enough – walking around DC for a few hours and then uttering the words ‘this is a safe, clean and pleasant place to live’ without laughing or crying It wasn’t a windy day, and no cars had been passing by to