"This wasn’t an election.
It was a revolution.
It’s midnight in America.
The day before fifty million Americans got up and stood in front of the great iron wheel that had been grinding them down.
They stood there even though the media told them it was useless.
They took their stand even while all the chattering classes laughed and taunted them.
They were fathers who couldn’t feed their families anymore.
They were mothers who couldn’t afford health care.
They were workers whose jobs had been sold off to foreign countries.
They were sons who didn’t see a future for themselves.
They were daughters afraid of being murdered by the “unaccompanied minors” flooding into their towns.
They took a deep breath and they stood.
They held up their hands and the great iron wheel stopped.
The Great Blue Wall crumbled.The impossible states fell one by one.
Ohio.
Wisconsin.
Pennsylvania.
Iowa.
The white working class that had been overlooked and trampled on for so long got to its feet.
It rose up against its oppressors and the rest of the nation, from coast to coast, rose up with it.
They fought back against their jobs being shipped overseas while their towns filled with migrants that got everything while they got nothing.
They fought back against a system in which they could go to jail for a trifle while the elites could violate the law and still stroll through a presidential election.
They fought back against being told that they had to watch what they say.
They fought back against being held in contempt because they wanted to work for a living and take care of their families.
They fought and they won.
This wasn’t a vote.
It was an uprising.
Like the ordinary men chipping away at the Berlin Wall, they tore down an unnatural thing that had towered over them.
And as they watched it fall, they marveled at how weak and fragile it had always been.
And how much stronger they were than they had ever known.
Who were these people?
They were leftovers and flyover country.
They didn’t have bachelor degrees and had never set foot in a Starbucks.
They were the white working class.
They didn’t talk right or think right.
They had the wrong ideas, the wrong clothes and the ridiculous idea that they still mattered.
No one will ever interview all those men and women.
We will never see all their faces.
But they are us and we are them.
They came to the aid of a nation in peril.
They did what real Americans have always done.
They did the impossible.
...America is a nation of impossibilities.
We exist because our forefathers did not take no for an answer.
Not from kings or tyrants.
Not from the elites who told them that it couldn’t be done.
The day when we stop being able to pull of the impossible is the day that America will cease to exist.
Today is not that day.
Today fifty million Americans did the impossible.
Midnight has passed.
A new day has come.
And everything is about to change."
