I used to stand in front of the mirror in my bedroom. I shared a bedroom - like a lot of people in my era, in my neighborhood - with my two brothers and an uncle. And I'd stand there in front of the mirror over the dresser and I would practice: meek young men grow up in libraries, believing it their duty to accept the views of Cicero, Bacon and Baba.

You can go back 500 years. You cannot find a more audacious plan.

People are suspect because they believe your ideology blinds you to equal application of the law, and the facts.

Think about the decade after Iraq, not just the day after.

We are working to deploy a powerful new radar network with American early warning systems.

In this world, emotion has become suspect - the accepted style is smooth, antiseptic and passionless.

I don't expect the government to solve my problems, but at least I expect them to understand it.