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pamela

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July 26, 2016

I wanted to be President when I grew up.

I was born a political junkie. My parents said that, when I was a baby, I would crawl to the TV screen and kiss it whenever President Kennedy was on. I've collected political buttons since I was old enough to walk into campaign offices and ask for them. Whenever people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always answered "President."

That usually got a laugh.

They weren't mean laughs, just the laughs of people who, even in the '60's, couldn't imagine a woman as President. By the 70's, some people, mostly women, would say "well maybe there will be a woman president when you grow up." There was never any real encouragement though and, perhaps more importantly, there was no one I could look to as a role model for that ambition. No one talked to me about the importance of good grades or getting into a good college. When I did go to college, a not terribly impressive state college, my mother couldn't understand why I didn't want to be a stewardess. She would honestly say-"But, you're so pretty, you could be a stewardess!"-like that was the highest complement you could give a young woman.

So, yes, there are tears here today. Happy tears. I hope somewhere in America today, some little political junkie girl is watching this who WILL grow up to be President-our fourth or fifth woman president-and will never know that there was a time when that was unthinkable, even laughable.

This, today? This is a big fucking deal.

July 19, 2016

Tiffany Trump's Speech Leaked

As most of you know, my Dad and I lived apart most of my life. But, that doesn't mean he wasn't a great Dad to me. We had regular email exchanges and I want to share a few with you...

Dear Ivanka, (my Dad's such a kidder!)

Got your email asking for money for shoes and food. Remember, you should never ask what your father can do for you. Ask what you can do for your father.

Love,
Donald J Trump

And here's one he sent me when I was sad...

Got your note saying you feel neglected 'cause you haven't seen me in three years. I never want to make you cry, never gonna say good-bye, never gonna turn around and desert you.

Sincerely
@DonaldJTrump

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