The cold, hard fact of the matter is that the verdict in the Rittenhouse trial should leave anyone paying attention with the same feeling they would have had on the Promenade Deck of RMS Titanic early one cold April morning if they'd discovered the lifeboat davits were still operating.
Pardon me for not getting all misty-eyed nor ebullient over that.
The fact that there was even a trial in the first place means you don't have enough food, ammunition, or hard-assed and like-minded friends lined up for what's yet to come.
Perhaps work on that, if you please.
When the prosecutors in this misbegotten abortion are in prison after being disbarred, the Kenosha mayor and do-nothing police have all been fired, and the WI State police are rounding up all the rioters and charging them directly with the arson and other felonies that occurred in Kenosha, give a holler. Not before.
And when the SOP in any future riot anywhere in the country is that the looters, vandals, and arsonists therein will be shot on sight until the nonsense ends, and en masse if necessary, then you might begin to think you had a functional country again, with its collective head screwed on straight.