I think we're about to enter a golden age in this country.

I'm happy to confess on your show.

I got to run.

I'd rather take WWE versus World War III.

There's got to be some unity.

I mean, both sides have been guilty of this rhetoric.

Democrats need a self-examination.

When you realize that Trump had won the White House, the Senate, did you cry?

It was supposed to be the closest election of all time, but in the cold light of day,

it was a thumping landslide, a massive popular mandate with control of the Senate,

and probably the House too, of course the White House.

The Democrats are won by anything close to these margins and narrative with one of a

jubilant nation embracing a glorious new era of hope and change.

Instead, the Biddle's already been set to finereal, led by a somber and belated eulogy from the outgoing

vice president.

Only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.

I know many people feel like we are entering a dark time, but for the benefit of us all,

I hope that is not the case. But here's the thing. America, if it is,

let us fill the sky with the light of a brilliant, brilliant billion of stars.

The light, the light of optimism, of faith, of truth and service.

Sorry, but what the hell is she talking about? Honestly, there are five stages of grief.

It's not unreasonable to say that Donald Trump got stuck on denial in 2020,

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