Kamala Harris is giving joy. And Donald Trump? Well, he’s giving rage. If I don't get elected it's going to be a bloodbath. The choice this November is clear. Trump and JD Vance represent anger, vindictiveness, a backwards looking vision. We’re effectively run in this country by a bunch of childless cat ladies. Harris and Tim Walz
represent the opposite: jubilance, enthusiasm,and the future. When we fight, we win. Harris’ smile is spreading cheer. Her laugh projects joy. Thank you for bringing back the joy. Harris is still deadly serious about what America is up against. We know what a second Trump term would look like. It’s all laid out in Project 2025. But America, we are not going back. We are not going back. But she's combining it with a jubilance that tells us we can triumph. She's telling us what we're fighting for, not just what we're fighting against. Forward, to a future with a strong and growing middle class because we know a strong middle class has always been critical to America’s success. And building that middle class will be a defining goal of my presidency. Trump, meanwhile, is on a warpath of anger, hate, and grievance. I am your retribution. While Harris laughs with us, Trump laughs at us. Actually, I don't think I've
ever even seen him laugh, but his jokes are always
at someone else's expense. His entire campaign is an attack
on people different from him. Whether he's disparaging immigrants — They're poisoning
the blood of our country, That’s what they’ve done. Or attacking journalists — I think it's disgraceful. Are you with ABC? Because I think they're a terrible network. The list goes on. Like all other bullies he doesn't laugh with because he has no
compassion for other people. I don't care about you. I just want your vote.
I don't care. He doesn't know how
to laugh with others because he doesn't
know how to connect with others. Trump and his sycophants
have tried to make Harris' laugh a weakness. But what they just don't get is that Americans love cheerfulness. We celebrate joyfulness. When we're asked to choose
between joy and rage. Guess what? In this country anything is possible. We'll always choose joy.