I can deal with the fact that you like to shoot guns. I mean, I don’t like it, but I’m not going to tell you what to do.

I think it’s ok to be intolerant of intolerance. I mean, I love people no matter what they’re hobby, but if you’re hobby is beating me or my friends up, we’re going to have a problem.

There’s a difference between me and you. Because even through this, through this trial, through this president. I’m happy… and ultimately I want happiness for you. But some of you. The ones I’m talking to. You aren’t happy. And you want me to be unhappy.

You think I’m wrong and everything I do is wrong. You want a battle, and you want me to lose. Because you think that losing means something. That losing should be permanent and reflect my place in the world. You think winning should make everything ok. And winning… it makes so little ok.

Things are breaking now. And you think it’s only my things. You think you’re tearing down something I built, and you’re going to build something better. But it’s all ours. Everything you break is ours. And we’re all the lesser for it.

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