"June 9th, 1954. How many of you remember that day? Yeah. Right. Well, I do. I was in elementary school, and we had one of the first televisions in the neighborhood, which would have been great if it was tuned into the Lone Ranger. But my old man, my old man wanted to watch this boring show called the Army McCarthy Hearings. Bunch of guys sitting around, talking in the microphones. If you've never heard of Joe McCarthy, look him up on the whatever. He was a United States senator, and he was a real peach. He'd lie, he'd bully, destroy reputations. He would hurt people without a thought, and everybody was afraid of him because he was rooting out communists. And let me tell you, in America in the 1950s, you did not want to be called a communist. My old man, my old man hated communists. Hated him till the day he died, fought him in Korea. Believe me, when I tell you, he had zero use for that particular philosophy. And yet, there we were, June 9th, 1954. And on the television, a man named Joseph Welch stands up to this bully, McCarthy. And Welch says, have you no sense of decency, sir? At long last, have you left no sense of decency? And my pop, my commiating pop, mutters to himself, about damn time, now I'm confused. I say, Pop, I thought you and McCarthy were on the same side. And my father looks at me and he says, there is right versus left, and there is right versus wrong."