Every day, I wake up with this strange and unshakeable assurance that POTUS Donald J. Trump has four more years to serve as our Commander in Chief, and that Killary, Hussein and PEDOTUS “Cabbage” Biden and all their ChiCom sellouts will be weeping and gnashing their teeth behind the shiny new bars inside Gitmo’s glorious new expansions. Or the old ones. Idgaf at this point.

Furthermore, that beyond our great country, the United States of America, there lies a bright future forward for the entire planet, where the best is yet to come! That our communities will flourish, our people will be prosperous, our traditions will be cherished, our faith will be strong, and our future will be brighter than ever before.

Because where we go one, we go all! Worldwide.

I don’t have to convince myself of this. I feel it, deep in my bones. And it keeps me facing each “dark day” ahead with a posture of joy and hope; that each “dark day” ahead will be TRUMPED with a thousand days of light, proportionally one hundred times as luminous and bright as the darkest hour we’ve faced since.

Love you, frens. Hold that wine. We don’t concede. Because we won. Be well. Godspeed.