going to vote for me anyway, but I want everybody here to understand one thing: There are so many people in this room for whom the world doesn’t work beautifully. Somebody else here has had an abortion. Somebody here is trying to figure out a way to put food on the table. Somebody here is down to her last three dollars. And, yes, Isaiah, maybe somebody here is trans and terrified at the way you keep turning them into a punching bag.
