Georgie and his female opponent were in a room with maybe 25 other people. The woman stands and gives a hate filled, evil speech that riles the crowd more than that Theoden guy before leading the charge against the orcs.
Then George Bush gave his speech, in his characteristically calm, brilliant, and beautifully logical way. It made me cry. That’s when I woke up.
Why the hell am I having sympathetic dreams about a dude who I don’t like? And is John Kerry so incredibly forgettable that I can’t recall his name, mannerisms, or even his gender unless I’m at 100% mental capacity?
Maybe his dream-speech made me cry because I actually kind of want to cry for my country right now, because the only way to get Bush out of office is by voting for a gigalo with the inspirational capacity of a soaking wet hamster.
And, most importantly; what the hell?
You secretly have the hots for Georgie Boy. Yep - you want him bad. And there’s absolutely no way he could ever pronounce your name correctly (and that just adds fuel to the fire). It’s a love/hate thing, obviously.
Sad. So sad. 
it all makes sense now. the screaming bitch in the dream represented a suppressed distaste for all women. apparently i dont like boobs as much as i thought.
my wife will be devastated when i tell her the news. 
IANAPsy, but maybe it’s a grudge match between your Superego and your Id?
There’s George Bush, the force of order and conformity and societal expectations – and the guilt that goes along with not fulfilling those expectations – and in the other corner, all the stray feelings and needs that the Superego is trying to suppress.
That or you had something really strange to eat, the night before.
I once had an incredibly detailed dream about sitting down with Billy Bob, somehow I was tasked with explaining how child care tax credits ought to work. Vivid, very realistic, I woke up surprised I wasn’t in DC even.
I think I did have a wee crush going on, though.