Major address from the Oval Office. Popcorn popped, soda poured, family gathered around...very much a Rockwell portrait of a fireside chat but only a flat screen instead of a tube radio.
Enter Mr. Obama, sitting regal in the Oval. In breathless anticipation, we lean forward, waiting ...waiting...waiting...."and God Bless the United States of America"...
Wait! That's it? I went online at 5am this morning to read Maureen Dowd to see if she saw the same thing. She did. Worst fears confirmed. Dear Mr. President: We know there is a spill. We know BP is the bad guy. I must have missed the part of your speech where you told us what you were going to do. Where's the plan? Sincerely, OpusOne
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