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I didn't get to watch Bush's speech, but I've read the transcript. I think this excerpt was the best part of the speech:

That is one of the main differences between us and our enemies. They seek to impose and expand an empire of oppression, in which a tiny group of brutal, self-appointed rulers control every aspect of every life. Our aim is to build and preserve a community of free and independent nations, with governments that answer to their citizens, and reflect their own cultures. And because democracies respect their own people and their neighbors, the advance of freedom will lead to peace.

Given this sincere, simple, and good message, it makes one wonder just what the heck all the screeching has been about on the left. All of the protests, Bush as Hitler posters, venom and hatred for this man...The "Halliburton" mantra, the Michael Moore propaganda, the Hollywood twaddle...All to lambast a man who is trying to end tyranny and preserve freedom around the world? Just who are these people who root for the bad guys? That secretly wish for bloodshed of innocents, murder of children, the triumph of evil men to thwart a guy like W and the beaming smiles and purple fingers we saw on Sunday? Who sneer at a mother whose son gave his life for the woman she is embracing?

It's not a difficult thing, this fight. It's not hard to know who to root for. It's as easy as Rocky against that big Russian. You root for the guy in the red, white and blue trunks to kick the crap outta the soulless, killing machine that stands opposite him. It's not even like we're dealing with Apollo Creed here, where we kinda like the guy for some reason. No. This is good vs. bad, period. It's Nazis vs. Jews. It's Skywalker vs. Vader. It's Indiana Jones vs. (damn, there go those Nazis again). It's the 1980 U.S. Hockey Team vs. (damn, there go those Russians again). It's George Bailey vs. Potter. It's Brody vs. That Shark. It's Ralphie vs. Scott Farcas. It's DSL vs. Dial-up. It's Cell phone vs. Pay phone. It's Santa Claus vs. The Martians. It's Peter vs. Buddy Hinton. It's Thornton vs. Danaher. It's Arthur vs. Arthur II, On The Rocks. Dammit, it's Marshal, Will and Holly vs. the Sleestack.

It's Nancy Kerrigan vs. Tonya Harding...Actually, no, that's not a good one. Kerrigan always kinda irritated me. God knows why. Maybe it was the way she just whined like a prima donna cry-baby after she got clobbered..."Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy??!!" Nah, forget this one. Some part of me enjoyed that.

You get my point, though.