And then I see him speak. Granted, he improves as he speaks, and the last 5 minutes of the speech sounded good. But when he steps up to the plate with that deer-in-the-headlights look, I don't feel good. When I hear each speech. In exactly the same. Cadence as the last. I begin to wonder. If the speeches are written. In Weekly Reader sentences. For the public. Or him. Can't we trade Bush for Blair -- maybe just for the season, then waive him? It sure seems like the Brits are peeved at him anyway for sexing up the government. Or something. Whattya say, Mum -- er, Your Highness? Bush, and a player to be named later, for the Blair with a pair . . .