NYT clips on Eric Schmidt and diplomacy mixed with late-night riffs about Xi, casinos, and a made-up “Art of the Vote” scene. The night ended on “Tomorrow” lyrics, Taylor lines, and Anne Frank’s diary as a power-of-reading thought.
No Donald, keep going strong. It's still a free country...
[ANNIE]
Trump
Drains away the swamp
And the deep state
'Til there's none
When I'm stuck a day
That's gray
And lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin
And say
Oh, the sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always a day away
[FDR, spoken]
Harold Ikes, stand up and sing!
[IKES, spoken]
What?
[FDR, spoken]
Sing!
[IKES]
The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
[FDR, spoken]
Louder, Harold!
[IKES]
Bet your bottom $1 dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be Trump!
[FDR, spoken]
Perkins!
[PERKINS & IKES]
Just thinking about
Trump
[ANNIE, PERKINS & IKES]
Draining away the swamp
And the deep state
'Til there's none!
[FDR, spoken]
Solo for the President! When I'm stuck with a day. What's gray and lonely. I just stick out my chin. And grin, and say: Everyone! Republicans too, Oliver!