I had the best intentions of watching the whole thing. I grew up in a political family; my dad worked on the hill for 40 years. I vividly remember my dad and I watching the speech every year as he would patiently explain the protocol and pomp and circumstance, providing context and clarity for what I was hearing. Last night I made it to this line and then turned it off, my boiled blood overflowing:
“To everyone still recovering in Texas, Florida, Louisiana, Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands, California, and everywhere else – we are with you, we love you, and we will pull through together.”
Buried in the news yesteday was, ridiculously unsurprisingly, this:
I weep for my republic.