Silly old document. Written by a bunch of smart-assed, rich old white guys two hundred-odd years ago:

When in the Course of human events

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We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.

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In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

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We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence.

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— And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

Seems like bricks are being thrown.

Read the old document. Seems like those guys felt, for some odd reason, that their measured discourse and carefully worded letters were ignored. Their heartfelt speeches were treated as the idle babblings of the ignorant. “Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury.”

And this was in 1776. The revolution went hot in 1775. Before that, 1770, was the Boston Massacre, where freedom-speaking people were assailed by the SEIU, Capitol Police, and ACORN British Army.

I’m not exactly sure where we segue from the Committees of Correspondence to the rude bridge that arched the flood. Human nature tells me it was kind of murky back then, too. I’m sure also that at the time, there were those who were totally on the side of the Colonial cause who were thinking (and probably saying) that it was just not yet time to start shooting.

Did you ever ride a roller coaster against your better judgment? I used to be a big fan of the old Texas Cyclone, the big wooden ‘coaster at the now-defunct AstroWorld in Houston, and there was always that trepidation after the cars left the platform and started their clackity ride up to the top before the first drop. It was too late then. I’ve heard many a passenger sob on that gentle uphill ride because they knew that the real horrors were not only ahead, but totally inevitable.

It’s going to happen. the only thought is whether it will be a result of a total financial meltdown, or the Left will decide that the time is ripe to stop playing and try to go just a bit too fast in their rush to utopia. Likely it will be a mix.

I’m not advocating the throwing of stones, folks, but I’m not surprised in the least bit. And I won’t be surprised as it goes further. And one day there’s gonna be a bridge.