Welch had traveled to Washington because of a conspiracy theory known, now famously, as Pizzagate, which claimed that Hillary Clinton was running a child sex ring out of Comet Ping Pong. Behind the door was a small computer-storage closet. As parents, children, and employees rushed outside, many still chewing, Welch began to move through the restaurant, at one point attempting to use a butter knife to pry open a locked door, before giving up and firing several rounds from his rifle into the lock. An AR-15 rifle makes for a conspicuous sash in most social settings, but especially at a place like Comet. That day, people noticed Welch right away. Comet Ping Pong is a beloved spot in Washington. In the back, children challenge their grandparents to Ping-Pong matches as they wait for their pizzas to come out of the big clay oven in the middle of the restaurant. Kids gather there with their parents and teammates after soccer games on Saturdays, and local bands perform on the weekends. parked his car put the revolver in a holster at his hip held the AR-15 rifle across his chest and walked through the front door of a pizzeria called Comet Ping Pong.Ĭomet happens to be the place where, on a Sunday afternoon two years earlier, my then-baby daughter tried her first-ever sip of water. He drove 360 miles to a well-to-do neighborhood in Northwest Washington, D.C. 38‑caliber Colt revolver, and a shotgun-and hopped into his Toyota Prius. That morning, Welch grabbed his cellphone, a box of shotgun shells, and three loaded guns-a 9-mm AR-15 rifle, a six-shot. One place to begin is with Edgar Maddison Welch, a deeply religious father of two, who until Sunday, December 4, 2016, had lived an unremarkable life in the small town of Salisbury, North Carolina. The origins of QAnon are recent, but even so, separating myth from reality can be hard. You know all this because you believe in Q. You must shield your ears from the scorn of the ignorant. And so you must be on guard at all times. You know that a clash between good and evil cannot be avoided, and you yearn for the Great Awakening that is coming. You see plague and pestilence sweeping the planet, and understand that they are part of the plan. You know that only Donald Trump stands between you and a damned and ravaged world. You know that the mainstream media are their handmaidens, in partnership with Hillary Clinton and the secretive denizens of the deep state. You know that they are powerful enough to abuse children without fear of retribution. You know that a small group of manipulators, operating in the shadows, pull the planet’s strings. You understand this sounds crazy, but you don’t care. But you are hard to identify just from the way you look-which is good, because someday soon dark forces may try to track you down. You may well have an affiliation with an evangelical church. You could be a bookkeeper, a dentist, a grandmother icing cupcakes in her kitchen.
You could be the young man in headphones across the street. You could be a mother, picking leftovers off your toddler’s plate. If you were an adherent, no one would be able to tell.
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