If anyone needs help narrowing it down, may I suggest poetry.

Does she know about the Black folk (whose blood and sweat actually built this nation)?

Correction: Our forefathers had this nation built by the blood and sweat of enslaved people who were denied freedom.

Also, Kristi, are the killers, leeches, and entitlement junkies in the room with you right now?

I'm sure a lot of them are happy to just check the box that they asked the question, and move on.

Such a non-excuse, too! Doesn't he have staff who can tell him about something important he's missed while he's busy campaigning or whatever?

Imagine letting campaigning keep you too busy to do your job as Speaker of the House.

Do any reporters ever follow up to see if he bothered to learn anything? (I'm sure he doesn't—he strikes me as a guy with an aversion to learning—although I'm also sure he knows things when he says he doesn't.)

What an amazing photo. I'm not sure I'd want to be standing there in whatever weather that is (we're having cold, windy weather here in Detroit today, though) but it looks beautiful. Thanks for sharing! Happy Thanksgiving.

Oh, yeah, I get that this is a sunrise. It was your comment and the simple visual that brought the poem line to mind.

These two together remind me of the line in Baudelaire that, if I'm translating it decently, says, "The sun has drowned in its congealing blood."

I don't know where you are, but we had similar skies last night in Detroit! Different colors (more pink & orange) but it was sunset over a city, too.

Congratulations!