It feels like an end. The end of our lives as we knew them. Yes, the lives that, before Friday, we already thought could be better; now we realise they were better then. The only thing we truly wish for is that the worst is not yet to come.
You will know it by it's fruits. Will they finally turn to private property? Time will tell. Itβs time to give free market capitalism and sound money a chance: itβs worked every time itβs been tried.