By Yascha Mounk
Thursday, September 11, 2025
Political violence descends over the land like a heavy
curtain falling at the end of a play.
A shooter wounded Donald Trump, and killed an attendee of
his rally, in Butler, Pennsylvania, on July 13, 2024.
A shooter killed Brian Thompson, the CEO of
UnitedHealthcare, in midtown Manhattan on December 4, 2024 (and was widely
celebrated for this cowardly act).
A shooter killed two Israeli Embassy staffers at the
Capital Jewish Museum in Washington, D.C., on May 21, 2025.
A shooter killed Minnesota state Rep. Melissa Hortman and
her husband and wounded state Sen. John Hoffman and his wife in the suburbs
outside of Minneapolis on June 14, 2025.
A shooter killed two children and injured 21 others in an
attack on a Catholic church in Minneapolis on August 27, 2025.
Yesterday, on September 10, 2025, a shooter killed the
political commentator Charlie Kirk in an attack at Utah Valley University.
***
David Foster Wallace was fond of telling a joke about
fish and water.
Two young fish encounter an old fish.
“How’s the water?” the old fish asks.
“What the hell is water?” one young fish asks the other,
once the old fish is out of hearing.
Our most important freedoms are like water.
Most people in the United States, for example, do not
fully understand how remarkable it is that they can freely go about their
lives, eating in ordinary restaurants and popping into a local coffee shop for
their morning granola, without fear of being kidnapped and ransomed and
possibly murdered. But as any moderately rich person in Latin America can
attest, that is a remarkable civilizational achievement, one that many
countries sorely lack.
The same goes for our ability to engage in political
debate, and stand up for our views, without fear for life and limb. In many
places, and in many periods of America’s own history, it was physically
dangerous to say things that might be deeply unpopular among some of your
fellow citizens. If you displeased the wrong person, you might have been
arrested by the state or beaten up by a mob or assassinated by your political
enemies.
It has over the past 50 years been one of the remarkable
achievements of liberal democracies to render that fear relatively remote.
Though presidents have always had to be closely protected, and the risk that
some individual madman might get it into their head to kill some famous public
figure for some idiosyncratic reason could never fully be ruled out, most could
speak their minds without any rational fear that they may be courting death.
That is now changing.
***
It is trite in these moments to call for political unity.
But sometimes, in response to a sufficiently horrible event, trite is right.
Charlie Kirk had great gifts as a communicator. His
political activism also earned him a lot of enemies. Those enemies will now be
tempted to affix “buts” and “howevers” and “at the same times” to the wave of
shock elicited by his assassination. But this is a time to “but me no buts”: to
close ranks, across the ideological spectrum, without any hint of hemming or
hawing.
Defenders of free speech often worry about the heckler’s
veto. Some protesters believe that the First Amendment gives them the right to
disrupt the speech of those they do not like. But this is a misunderstanding of
the logic of free expression. For if hecklers had the right to disrupt any
speech, they would quickly come to be in control of what can and cannot be
said. While everyone must be free to peacefully protest forms of expression
they do not like, they do not have the right to stop such speech from taking
place.
I share those concerns over the heckler’s veto. But the
danger which now faces the American republic is deeper still. As violence
descends on the land, and the price of engaging in political speech grows and
grows, we are increasingly faced with something even scarier, both for the
individual and for our political culture: the assassin’s veto.
Violence as a means of politics must always remain
unacceptable in a democracy, whether it targets outspoken right-wing podcasters
or progressive politicians or senior judges or corporate executives. For we all
stand to lose when the price of sharing one’s ideas, right or wrong, left or
right, radical or milquetoast, becomes incalculable.
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