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sent a check, or in whatever small way helped, you played a part in this great
VICTORY.
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America.
AMERICAN UPRISING
by Daniel Greenfield
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.
They were wrong about everything. Illegal
immigration? Everyone knew it was here to stay. Black Lives Matter? The new
civil rights movement. Manufacturing? As dead as the dodo. Banning Muslims?
What kind of bigot even thinks that way? Love wins. Marriage loses. The future
belongs to the urban metrosexual and his dot com, not the guy who used to have
a good job before it went to China or Mexico.
They couldn’t change anything. A thousand
politicians and pundits had talked of getting them to adapt to the inevitable
future. Instead they got in their pickup trucks and drove out to vote.
And they changed everything.
Barack Hussein Obama boasted that he had
changed America. A billion regulations, a million immigrants, a hundred
thousand lies and it was no longer your America. It was his.
He was JFK and FDR rolled into one. He told
us that his version of history was right and inevitable.
And they voted and left him in the dust.
They walked past him and they didn’t listen. He had come to campaign to where
they still cling to their guns and their bibles. He came to plead for his
legacy.
And America said, “No.”
Fifty millions Americans repudiated him.
They repudiated the Obamas and the Clintons. They ignored the celebrities. They
paid no attention to the media. They voted because they believed in the
impossible. And their dedication made the impossible happen.
Americans were told that walls couldn’t be
built and factories couldn’t be opened. That treaties couldn’t be unsigned and
wars couldn’t be won. It was impossible to ban Muslim terrorists from coming to
America or to deport the illegal aliens turning towns and cities into gangland
territories.
It was all impossible. And fifty million
Americans did the impossible. They turned the world upside down.
It’s midnight in America. CNN is weeping.
MSNBC is wailing. ABC calls it a tantrum. NBC damns it. It wasn’t supposed to
happen. The same machine that crushed the American people for two straight
terms, the mass of government, corporations and non-profits that ran the
country, was set to win.
Instead the people stood in front of the
machine. They blocked it with their bodies. They went to vote even though the
polls told them it was useless. They mailed in their absentee ballots even
while Hillary Clinton was planning her fireworks victory celebration. They
looked at the empty factories and barren farms. They drove through the early
cold. They waited in line. They came home to their children to tell them that
they had done their best for their future. They bet on America. And they won.
They won improbably. And they won
amazingly.
They were tired of ObamaCare. They were
tired of unemployment. They were tired of being lied to. They were tired of
watching their sons come back in coffins to protect some Muslim country. They
were tired of being called racists and homophobes. They were tired of seeing
their America disappear.
And they stood up and fought back. This was
their last hope. Their last chance to be heard.
Watch this video. See ten ways John Oliver
destroyed Donald Trump. Here’s three ways Samantha Bee broke the internet by
taunting Trump supporters. These three minutes of Stephen Colbert talking about
how stupid Trump is owns the internet. Watch Madonna curse out Trump
supporters. Watch Katy Perry. Watch Miley Cyrus. Watch Robert Downey Jr. Watch
Beyonce campaign with Hillary. Watch. Click.
Watch fifty million Americans take back
their country.
The media had the election wrong all along.
This wasn’t about personalities. It was about the impersonal. It was about
fifty million people whose names no one except a server will ever know fighting
back. It was about the homeless woman guarding Trump’s star. It was about the
lost Democrats searching for someone to represent them in Ohio and
Pennsylvania. It was about the union men who nodded along when the organizers
told them how to vote, but who refused to sell out their futures.
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 off
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