I heard it on the radio.
My sister is my bellwether on most political things. She has a really good gut. As Bush finished his speech the phone rang. “Home run,” she said.
It was certainly unambiguous. 48 hours, then a time of our choosing.
All the chit-chat is now moot. The French, and who knows who else, will continue to talk for a while. My peacenik acquaintances are literally crying. They’ll have more candle-lit songfests. But it doesn’t matter. We’re done talkin’.
It’s too bad it came to this. But it is what it is and wishing it was something else won’t make it something else. Thank God Bush knows that.
May God bless our soldiers, sailors, airmen and marines, and our allies who will fight beside them. May God have mercy on the Iraqis who are going to be under the bombs. My He grant them and us a safer and more just and more peaceful future.
Update: Here is the transcript via Instapundit.
Update 2: Dixie Flatline brings down the hammer.