When most I wink, then human rights best see,
For all the day they view things unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams democracy,
And human rights, are bright in dark directed.
Then thou, whose shadow shadows human rights,
How would thy war on terrorism show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When freedom exercised thy shade shines so!
How would, I say, terror be blessed made
By weapons on thee in the living day,
When in dead night thy mass destruction shade
Through heavy sleep on human rights doth stay!
All days are nights to see democracy,
And nights misunderestimated me.
Sonnet 43, by William Shakespeare
Media sound bites from the G.W. Bush era