American
Uprising - “Everything
is about to change”
(by
Daniel Greenfield 11/9/2016)
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 is
having 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 Obama-Care. 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.
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 the Silent Majority Americans did the
impossible.
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