I didn't know there WAS an office of the president-elect. Where, exactly, is it? In Barack's basement, judging from the cheesy paneling and the souvenir basketball in the corner.
But to move beyond the snark, listen to what he has to say, if you can. It's really, really boring, and he doesn't say anything new. Just that we can rise again, together, one nation, blah blah. I'm concerned that he's going to drown us in this controlled access--always scripted, never questioned. This will be interesting to follow. (Assuming, of course, we can stay awake.)