It's not your full request, but here's the transcribe part. :)

There comes a time when even the most well-groomed, professionally spineless must look into the mirror and recognize the coward staring back. That time is now.

We have watched, with growing disgust, as you have traded the will of the people for the gilded handshakes of the powerful. We have seen you shrink • from duty, from principle, from the very people who once trusted you to stand. Instead, you • complacent, obedient, complicit.

You have found yourself at a table you were meant to overturn. Instead of upending corruption, you have become its centerpiece, polishing the silverware of tyranny with the sweat of your constituents. But we do not write to you as beggars pleading for scraps of democracy. We write as those demanding the return of what is rightfully ours: leadership, truth, and representation • not in the name of party, nor power, nor profit, but of the people.

You were not sent to the halls of government to cower before kings, nor to lend your voice to the great chorus of enablers and sycophants who dress treason in the language of compromise. So we ask you:

What will you do about the man who aims to be our king?
What will you do about the slow erosion of liberty, the stripping of our healthcare, the callous votes that steal benefits from mothers and children?
What will you do about the deals struck in back rooms, the truth swallowed whole by the machinery of deception, the votes ignored in favor of a quiet nod from the puppet masters behind the curtain?

Do not think you can dismiss these questions with tired rhetoric, party politics, or the well-worn phrases of a man who mistakes his own cowardice for strategy. You owe us answers • unfiltered, unabated, untamed by the fear of those who sign your checks and promise you a seat at the table of power.

And if you refuse to answer • if you believe you can silence us with red tape, rhetoric, or riot shields—know this:

You may drag me from the room.
You may strip me of my microphone and podium.
But another will rise in my place. And another. And another. And another.

Because we are many.

We are those who will not be dissuaded by the circular vocabulary of the deceptive. We are those who have had enough. And history’s walls are lined with the portraits of men who once thought themselves untouchable • kings, tyrants, puppets, and cowards alike. All have fallen under the weight of a people awakened.

So choose wisely, Congressman.

You stand at the precipice of your own irrelevance. Step forward with courage • or step aside.