I would win the Minimalism in Debate prize.
Bolton could go on and on, taking nary a breath in warning the audience of a gun-shy intelligence community, certain factions' desires to torpedo the Bush Administration, intelligence services' affinity for policy formulation rather than analysis, Iranian disinformation, and all manner of skulduggery that resulted in a National Intelligence Estimate that we heed at our mortal peril.
Then he'd sit down to tepid applause and I would rise from my seat and approach the lectern.
Standing there, I'd take a glance around, clear my throat, and lean into the microphone:
"Israel flew planes into the World Trade Center. ... ...I appreciate your giving me this opportunity to frame the debate properly. Thank you."