And now, Ladies and Germs, give a warm Republican welcome to the 'Decider', the Commando-in-Chief, the President of the United States of America (for another fiscal quarter, at least), GEORGE W. BUSH!
(Cue -Applause-)
I know what it takes to be president .
(Unfortunately, I don't have what it takes to be a good one.)
In these past eight years, I've sat at the Resolute desk
(That's the one next to the water-cooler outside Cheney's office.)
and reviewed the daily intelligence briefings, the threat assessments and the reports from our commanders on the front lines.
(Well, I didn't actually "-review' cuz, y'know, I just hate to read but Dick or that nice Addington fella told me the gist of it.)
I've stood in the ruins of buildings knocked down by killers
(the ones in Jew York City and the ones in Iraq, too.)
and promised the survivors I would never let them down.
(I just hope that don't hold me to it cuz I've got more brush to clear down on the ranch and that thing in Afghani-whatever ain't going so well, Condi says.)
I know the hard choices that fall solely to a president.
(And I'm batting pretty close to 1.000 on getting them all wrong but "-Hey' you got swing for the fences, right? Or why step up to the plate? (I love a good baseball metaphor, don't you?))
John McCain's life has prepared him to make those choices.
(For me, it was my close ties with the Saudi Royal family and my personal "-hot line' to Jesus.)
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