Fucking awesome:

To Philadelphians (and the thousands of “Rocky” fans who flock here every year), this movie isn’t about winning - it’s about class.

It’s about invisible people, living in forgotten, decaying neighborhoods. It’s about the search for dignity.

It’s about making people see your life.

At the beginning of the movie, Rocky’s a nobody, a neighborhood thug. By the end of the movie, he’s somebody people look up to. That was the trophy. That was the point of the whole damned movie.

The Clinton-bashers already have such a high opinion of their own self-worth, they can’t possibly understand Hillary Clinton’s appeal to the working class, or why “Rocky” resonates with her and her supporters. I’ll tell you why:

She sees them.

She sees them, and not like a particularly distasteful bug under a microscope, or as a bunch of bigots (as convenient as that might be for some to think).

This woman who has spent her entire life in public service connects with working people. Well, why wouldn’t she? They know life is hard and courage means to get up every day and keep trying.

This is Jesse Jackson's "they work every day," and not, I might add, "Come on! I just answered, like, eight questions", and definitely not "You are wearing me out, brother".