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**How I Became Radicalized in 2020** It didn’t start with rage. It started with a slow, sickening realization that the people running the institutions I once trusted had stopped pretending. I watched 2016 happen. Trump won, and immediately the machinery kicked into gear: Russiagate. Not cautious skepticism or normal opposition, but a full-spectrum campaign to declare the election itself illegitimate. Media, intel leaks, anonymous sources pushing a dossier everyone with eyes could smell was garbage. The message was clear — the wrong man had won, so the rules no longer applied. Democracy was fine as long as the right people held power. I still gave the system the benefit of the doubt. Maybe it was just partisan fever. Then 2020 arrived and the mask came off completely. First came the procedural weirdness. Mail-in rules rewritten on the fly in key states, often without legislatures. Drop boxes, signature “leniency,” observers kept at distances or blocked from meaningful access. Late-night ballot dumps that looked engineered. Statistical oddities piled up. When people raised questions, the response wasn’t “let’s audit and show the work.” It was immediate shutdown: “baseless,” “conspiracy theory,” “threat to democracy.” Then the Hunter Biden laptop story dropped in October. Raw evidence of influence-peddling tied straight to the family. Twitter locked the New York Post’s account. Facebook throttled distribution. Fifty intelligence officials called it Russian disinformation. The censorship machine had been prepped and primed. A huge chunk of voters said afterward they would have changed their minds if they’d seen the story unfiltered. That wasn’t moderation. That was information warfare to protect the preferred outcome. January 6 turned chaotic. A protest over certification became a breach. The Guard response dragged for hours despite urgent requests. Yet two weeks later, for Biden’s inauguration, Washington DC became a fortress: 25,000 National Guard troops — triple the normal number — razor wire, seven-foot fencing, streets blocked, troops patrolling neighborhoods, the National Mall shut down. The visuals weren’t about peaceful transfer. They looked like raw power securing what had been taken. After months of “mostly peaceful” riots with far less sustained federal crackdown, the contrast was impossible to ignore. This wasn’t incompetence or overcaution. It was the logical endpoint of the mindset that took root in 2016: elites and their allied institutions believe they are the only legitimate stewards of power. When voters deliver the wrong result, the response is not acceptance followed by normal opposition. It is narrative control, information suppression, lawfare, and eventually military optics to enforce the outcome. 2020 radicalized me because I saw the inversion in real time. The same voices screaming “threat to democracy” spent years refusing to accept democratic results when they went against them. They treated half the country as domestic threats requiring containment rather than citizens whose consent still mattered. Democracy, in their hands, became conditional — sacred only when it delivered the approved winners. What I witnessed wasn’t a defense of norms. It was the steady replacement of old American skepticism toward concentrated power with something colder: the quiet arrogance of people who think they alone know what’s best and will use every tool — from censorship to razor wire — to protect their claim on legitimacy. Once you see it clearly, you can’t unsee it. That’s how 2020 changed me. Not into a partisan, but into someone who no longer trusts the official story by default. The fortress around Biden’s inauguration was the final visual proof: they weren’t protecting democracy. They were protecting what they had taken with raw power. And they expected the rest of us to applaud the silence.

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