Can You Hear Me... Now?

I stayed home last night to watch the President address the nation from the French Quarters in New Orleans. After listening to him take responsibility for the botched federal response to the disaster along the Gulf coast during his joint press conference with visiting Iraqi President Talabani, I had high hopes for this national address. I was hoping for something simple, direct and heart felt; something like what he said standing on top of the rubble in NYC with a megaphone after the September 11th terrorist attacks. Instead, yesterday's address was more of the same rhetoric. I'm hard pressed to remember any of what he said. I just remember my excitement drain as he droned on recapitulating all that has happened thus far. There is no longer the bravado of "I" when he speaks anymore; no candidness in his message. Its now some obscure "We".