Abraham Lincoln: [pounds his hand on a table as his cabinet squabbles] I can't listen to this anymore. I can't accomplish a goddamn thing of any worth until we cure ourselves of slavery and end this pestilential war! I wonder if any of you or anyone else knows it. I know! I need this! This amendment is that cure! We've stepped out upon the world stage now. Now! With the fate of human dignity in our hands. Blood's been spilled to afford us this moment now! Now! Now! And you grouse so and heckle and dodge about like pettifogging Tammany Hall hucksters!
So a lot has changed. My hand is heavy. Yeah that really means a lot changed.
Quarantine is a son of a gun,
I think politics are always wrong, if you hear them, run like hell.
It's important that we vote but make sure your vote matters.
I hope all are doing well.
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