Every scintilla of privilege that you so eagerly grasped will be gone. In a final moment of clarity, you just might think along with one, Judas Iscariot, “What have I done?”
I doubt that thought will even cross their minds. The left is terrible about self reflection and cause and effect.
Or the final scene from the “Bridge on the river Kwai”
“What have I donDo!
I had to do it! It was the only thing I could do!
“Madness! Madness!”