The Closing Debate Speech I Wish I Heard

These debates don’t make anyone but they can certainly break them. After a slugfest in Round 2, Round 3 ended in a decision that leaned to Clinton.

She’s a liar without question. A very well rehearsed one who makes her wrong point, sticks a cheap shot in, and gets out. Trump meanders.

When Wallace gave them each a final minute to make their case to a national audience, Trump wasn’t bad. It wasn’t on the fly. But it also didn’t give an overarching theme to his historic candidacy.

This was a Shining City On The Hill / Morning In America Moment and it got lost in topicality. It should have been crafted.

However, a powerful, savvy nationwide ad series could still be made and run to win fencesitters. And I think it would go like this:

My Fellow Americans,

This last year of my life has been one of the most fulfilling and frustrating that it has been my pleasure to endeavour.

Prior to running for The Office of The Presidency, a lot of my time has been spent between the coasts. But when I announced my candidacy, I knew it would run through the heartland of this country. Through the towns wrecked by regulations and listening to the people left voiceless by a government that seems to want to represent everyone else in the world except them.

At rally after rally, I looked into the eyes and spoke to The Forgotten Americans. The ones who go to work every day. Raise their kids. Go to church. People trying to do the right thing.

Every election they vote and every election the people they sent to Washington ignore them, ridicule them, and betray them with broken promises.

They’ve watched as the government sworn to defend them has invited an invasion from all over the world. Spent trillions overseas on farflung adventures where our interests are neither explained or counsel sought. And all of our self-described betters have left the world in a very dangerous place.

As our veterans die waiting in lines at the VA, career public servants become hundred millionaires.

This is not the way it was supposed to be.

Washington, DC holds the average American in contempt. They may be through with us, but by God we are not through with them.

I stand here today pledging my life, fortune, and honor to make this country great again. To bring accountability back to Washington for the first time in a generation.

I ask for your vote. On the 8th of November, make them remember. They work for all of us. And I pledge to fight for every one of you. On the 8th of November, make them remember.