Hey, Is This Rhetoric? Classical Persuasion in Zohran Mamdani’s Victory Speech
By Michael Kelman Portney
Introduction: Classical Rhetoric in an Age of Noise
In a time when most political speeches sound algorithmically generated, Zohran Mamdani’s victory address stood apart. His words weren’t built from focus-group residue or donor-safe platitudes—they had rhythm, conviction, and a clear understanding of classical persuasion.
This was rhetoric in the truest sense: language that moves people. And it worked because it fused Aristotle’s old triad—ethos, pathos, logos—with the fluency of a 21st-century storyteller.
The Classical Foundation
Every line in Mamdani’s speech builds from those ancient elements. His ethos is collective; it comes not from résumé but relationship. His pathos lands through images that feel lived-in—the Bangladeshi auntie’s aching feet, the first-time voter’s excitement, the Gambian uncle’s recognition of himself in a city that finally saw him. His logos is moral logic: dignity as the natural duty of government, justice as common sense rather than ideology.
He never has to declare his authority; he earns it by embodying it.
The Power of “We”
“Thank you, my friends. Tonight, we made history.”
That opening does more work than most politicians manage in a paragraph. “Friends” establishes belonging. “We” fuses audience and speaker. “Made history” raises the stakes without ego. In twelve words, he redefines victory as a shared act.
Kenneth Burke called this identification—the moment the crowd sees itself in the speaker. From that point on, Mamdani’s “I” and “we” become interchangeable.
Borrowed Ethos: The Mandela Frame
Quoting Mandela—“It always seems impossible until it is done”—was no accident. It placed Mamdani inside a moral lineage. He isn’t just citing greatness; he’s framing the campaign as part of a continuum of impossible struggles that became real through unity.
The structure—impossible, done, we have done it—forms a classic tricolon, the rule of three that gives a sentence rhythm and inevitability. It’s clean, humble, and loaded with symbolic authority.
Magnanimity as Strategy
When he mentions speaking with Andrew Cuomo, he reasserts control while seeming gracious. Cuomo called him to concede. Mamdani thanks him publicly, which shows poise while reaffirming dominance. It’s the Roman technique of conquering through courtesy. A strong leader who forgives looks stronger still.
The Coalition as Character
“It is the victory of the Bangladeshi auntie who knocked on door after door until her feet throbbed… the 18-year-old who voted in their first election… the Gambian uncle who finally saw himself.”
This is pathos done surgically. The repetition of “It is the victory of…”—anaphora—creates rhythm, while the sensory detail brings authenticity. Instead of saying “diverse coalition,” he makes us feel it. Politics becomes story, not slogan.
The Logic of Dignity
“A life of dignity should not be reserved for a fortunate few. It should be one that city government guarantees for each and every New Yorker.”
That’s a syllogism in disguise: everyone deserves dignity; government can ensure it; therefore, government must ensure it. He doesn’t argue it—he assumes it, pulling the audience into shared moral reasoning. Aristotle called this enthymeme: argument built on values so obvious they don’t need to be stated.
The Midnight Walk
“Last Friday night, as the sun began to drop in the sky, I set off on a 13-mile walk from the northernmost tip of Manhattan to the base of the island.”
It’s narrative as metaphor. The journey stands for endurance, the city itself for the campaign’s terrain, the crowd that joins him for collective awakening. By the time he reaches the Battery, he’s earned transformation.
This is the Hero’s Journey reframed. He’s not the hero alone; he’s the guide leading the people through the same path. That’s leadership without ego—rhetorical humility in mythic form.
Rhythm as Persuasion
“Waiters carried plates on 181st Street, conductors drove the subways that rattled high above 125th, and world-class musicians tuned instruments as we passed Lincoln Square.”
Each clause mirrors the others in length and cadence—isocolon—forming a musical line that sounds like the city itself. Service, infrastructure, art. Three facets of labor, three notes in a chord. It’s persuasion through rhythm, writing designed to feel right in the mouth.
Owning the Attacks
“This has been a historically contentious race… filled with millions in smears and slander.”
That’s prolepsis: acknowledging criticism before the opponent can weaponize it. Then he pivots—“I hope now that this primary has come to an end, I can introduce myself once more…”—to replace the frame. It’s rhetorical aikido: redirecting energy instead of resisting it.
Expanding the Tent
“I will be the mayor for every New Yorker—whether you voted for me, for Governor Cuomo, or felt too disillusioned to vote at all.”
That trinity—supporters, opponents, non-voters—shows precision. Each group gets recognition and an invitation. Cicero would have called it conciliatio, the art of winning goodwill.
Then comes the mantra: “for you… for you… for you…” Every repetition re-centers the listener. It’s not his city; it’s theirs.
The Honesty Clause
“I cannot promise that you will always agree with me, but I will never hide from you.”
This line carries modern weight. In a world allergic to candor, admitting fallibility becomes power. It’s the rhetoric of credibility: openness as persuasion.
“If you are hurting, I will try to heal. If you feel misunderstood, I will strive to understand…”
Three parallel clauses. Emotional architecture so balanced it feels like music. Ancient rhetoricians called this philanthrôpia—the virtue of empathy expressed through language.
The Delicate Pivot
When he acknowledges “millions of New Yorkers who have strong feelings about what happens overseas,” he’s walking into volatile territory—Israel-Palestine—without detonating it. He validates emotion, claims belonging, and then pivots to shared humanity: “I will not abandon my beliefs… and I will reach further to understand those with whom I disagree.”
That’s verbal judo. The “Yes, and” structure softens rigidity without surrendering conviction. It’s how modern persuasion blends principle with empathy.
Democracy as the True Subject
“In these dark times, I know it is harder than ever to keep faith in our democracy.”
Here the speech transcends the local. The fight isn’t about New York anymore; it’s about belief itself. The list that follows—billionaires, corrupt officials, authoritarians—builds momentum, a tricolon of external threats. Then he twists it inward: “But above all, our democracy has been attacked from within.”
That turn transforms grievance into moral introspection. The enemy isn’t just corruption—it’s apathy.
Borrowed Authority
Quoting FDR—linking economic insecurity to democratic collapse—grounds his message in historical legitimacy. He then snaps into contrast: “We can be free and we can be fair.”
Two clauses, opposite ideas in harmony. Antithesis. The kind of line that outlives its context because it’s universally symmetrical.
Faith Renewed
“Every new voter registered, that is faith renewed. Every voter who traveled through withering heat, that is faith renewed. Every New Yorker who sees solutions to daily challenges in this campaign, that is faith renewed.”
Epistrophe—repetition at the end—creates emotional finality. Each line affirms the audience’s faith not as belief but as action. After the third, it’s no longer a claim; it’s a conviction.
The Image Inversion
“We will remake this city not in my image but in the image of every New Yorker who has only known struggle.”
That’s antithesis again, but more importantly, it’s inversion of the political ego. Leaders usually promise to mold the city in their vision; Mamdani flips it, surrendering authorship to the people. It’s populism refined through humility.
Then the declarative finish: “In our New York, the power belongs to the people.”
Short, punchy, final. The sentence is made to be quoted, printed, and chanted.
Coalition as Credibility
Thanking the attorney general, the public advocate, Congresswoman Lydia Velasquez, Comptroller Brad Lander—these aren’t pleasantries; they’re chess moves. Each name signals alliance and legitimacy. Public gratitude doubles as coalition maintenance. It’s political realism wrapped in grace.
From Night to Dawn
“And you believed when it was difficult. We dreamt in the night, and we are now building in the dawn.”
Darkness and light—metaphor of transformation older than literature itself. The repetition of “the one we… the one we…” builds toward eruption: “That new day is finally here.”
The short closing lines after a long build create emotional release. That’s cadence management—a deliberate use of silence and breath to lock memory.
Human Closure
“I must thank my mother and my father, Mira and Mahmood. And I must thank my incredible wife.”
A simple gesture that re-anchors him as human. Gratitude reframes ambition as inheritance. It’s not sentimental filler; it’s credibility through roots.
Full-Circle Ending
“Now let us lead this city into one that is affordable for each and every New Yorker.”
He ends where he began—with “we” and “each and every.” The loop closes neatly, the structure completing itself like a resolved chord. That cyclical form leaves psychological satisfaction: the sense that the story is whole.
The Invisible Craft
The speech feels spontaneous because the scaffolding is hidden. Every classical device—anaphora, antithesis, tricolon—is buried beneath conversational tone. The effect is effortless authenticity, which is the highest form of skill.
Rhetoric at this level doesn’t sound like performance. It sounds like truth arriving right on time.
Emotional Architecture
The speech functions like architecture: ethos as foundation, pathos as walls, logos as roof. Rhythm and metaphor are the stained glass that make it beautiful. But its load-bearing beam is optimism. Even when he names corruption or inequality, he reframes them as solvable, not terminal.
That’s persuasion through elevation, not outrage.
Persuasion in the Age of Distrust
What makes this speech revolutionary is its sincerity. In a political environment where cynicism has become the default tone, Mamdani’s rhetoric doesn’t manipulate belief—it rebuilds it.
He doesn’t ask for trust; he demonstrates it. When he admits “you won’t always agree with me,” he’s speaking the one language people still believe: honesty.
The Resurgence of the Orator
Mamdani’s performance places him in the old lineage—Lincoln, FDR, Obama—but with a modern hybrid voice: grounded in multicultural identity, tuned for plural audiences. It’s rhetoric that acknowledges difference without fragmenting around it.
He resurrects an endangered species: the orator who sounds both intellectual and human.
Faith Without Religion
When he repeats “faith renewed,” it’s not religious—it’s civic. He’s reclaiming spiritual vocabulary for collective purpose. Like Lincoln’s “better angels,” it’s a sacred tone without dogma, belief translated into public virtue.
That’s what great rhetoric does: it spiritualizes action.
Written for Now—and for History
A political speech always has three audiences: the people in the room, the press quoting it tomorrow, and the historians reading it decades later. Mamdani’s structure satisfies all three. It sounds right, it reads clean, and it will age well. That’s not luck—that’s design.
The Blueprint of Persuasion
Strip the politics away and this is a masterclass in communication design. Lead with ethos. Anchor emotion in real images. Layer rhythm and repetition. End with moral clarity.
This is how you move people without coercion—how you make belief feel voluntary.
The Modern Lesson
Mamdani’s victory speech proves something bigger than campaign skill. It shows that persuasion, when rooted in sincerity and structure, still works. That a well-built argument can be emotional without being manipulative, idealistic without being naïve.
He didn’t overpower his opponents; he out-communicated them. He replaced cynicism with coherence. And he did it using tools that are thousands of years old.
That’s rhetoric—the art of moving the human soul through reason, rhythm, and truth. And yes, this is rhetoric. The real kind. The kind that still matters.
You can read the original speech here: https://www.newsweek.com/zohran-mamdani-declares-victory-new-york-mayor-democratic-primary-speech-full-2090326?utm_source=perplexity

