THIS
IS REALLY GOOD!!
AMERICAN
UPRISING
Daniel Greenfield, a
Shillman Journalism Fellow at the Freedom Center, is a New York writer focusing
on radical Islam.
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 of the impossible is the day that America will cease to
exist.
Today is not that day. Today fifty million Americans did the impossible.
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.
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