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American Uprising -- Everything is about to change.

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.
Iowa. Pennsylvania. 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.

Midnight has passed. A new day has come. And everything is about to change.
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