Brother,
Hope is forever elusive. I soddenly write from the riverbank. Our @MBTA#orangeline train has caught fire. Windows were shattered. We jumped in the river to escape. Tell mother and father I will not be home for supper.
I know the tape is bad, and vaccination is behind schedule and we’re going to pass 400,000 deaths (!) by Inauguration Day, but just remember how high the corporate tax rate used to be and how much lower it is now.
While I may be the first woman in this office, I will not be the last—because every little girl watching tonight sees that this is a country of possibilities.