Xtisme, you can watch a live feed on www.c-span.org, and they should have it up soon after as a file.
The trouble with the debates now is this: the candidates answer the question asked of them very briefly, even superficially, and then segue right into their rehearsed comments.
For example (I made these up):
Q: Why did you fly in in a fighter pilot suit when you’re a goddamn draft doger who wasted the country’s pilot training money spent on you and have the nerve to put that goddamn “Mission Accomplished” banner up there, hmm?
A: Well, Mr. Lehrer, it’s been established for a long time that that was “press spin.” The Iraqis is beginning to love freedom. They’re learning how to vote and what democracy tastes like. Things are hard, hard as nails right now, but we’re building a stable Middle East. How was I going to trust the distant word of a madman with the sweet song of Jesus right in my own ear?
Q: As a church-going Catholic, how can you support abortion, or what you euphamistically call the “right to choose,” you fucking hypocrite?
A: Thank you, Bernie. I do like to think of myself as a good Catholic. And I recall a certain Palestinian teacher–for, you know, it was Palestine back then, not Isreal. Actually, he was Galileean, Galilee being one of the nations or subnations, along with Samaria, from which we get the parable of the Good Samaritan, which I’m sure you all will recall. And this teacher, known to us today as Joshua bin Joseph of Nazarether, or, more simply, Jesus, taught us not to cast the first stone. So as a follower of this great teacher, as a Catholic, I feel it is the right of every woman to cast her own stone, and not to have it cast, or under alternate circumstances, not cast for her. This is the essence of what I think has been the pro-choice position for decades now, which is not about liking the thing–I, as a Vietnam Swift Boat Commander never liked putting my loyal men in harm’s way–but more about potentiating a freedom, just as we attempted to potentiate the freedom of the South Vietnamese in–
Q: Sorry, time’s up!