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January 6, 2021, or The Turner Diaries Live!

 The attacks on Capitol Hill on January 6, 2021 had their roots in a novel titled "The Turner Diaries" by the late William Luther Pierce. The novel, long a favorite of the extreme Right, has inspired violence before. In the 1980s, a group calling themselves The Order robbed an armored car and assassinated a radio talk show host, among other crimes before disbanding after their leader was killed in a standoff with the FBI. 

The events of Jan. 6 were disturbingly similar to the plot of the book, which, unlike many who mention it, this writer has actually read. The racism, the hatred of government, even the gallows erected on the hill recall the book. Clearly it was used as a script for the attack, which thankfully failed. 

The question on my mind is one many are asking: What's next?


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