Big apology piece for the schmuck.http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9678107/site/newsweek/As he clambered on the back of the simple pickup truck, it was hard not to hear the echo. The audience was a couple hundred National Guard troops, not a few dozen firefighters. And he was holding a microphone, not a bullhorn. But President George W. Bush tried to conjure up a pile of rubble all the same. “We got a lot of work to do,” he told the troops outside New Orleans on Tuesday, “and I'll be telling the people that I've had an honor to meet that out of this rubble is going to come some good.” What rubble? The same stuff he was thinking about in a kindergarten class in Pass Christian, Miss., earlier in the day. “This school district is strong and it’s coming back,” he told a group of puzzled 5-year-olds. “And it’s a sign that out of the rubble here on the Gulf Coast of Mississippi is a rebuilding, is a spirit of rebuilding.”
The elusive hunt for that moment of inspiration, of redemption from those early missteps, has become a peculiarly frustrating experience for the president. Frustrating because the moment always seems to be just outside his reach, no matter how hard he tries. Bush first gathered his rhetorical rubble on his first stop on the ground after Hurricane Katrina, in Biloxi, Miss., where he insisted that “out of this rubble is going to come a new Biloxi.” But that audience was just a bunch of reporters. This week he was talking rubble to two of his favorite groups: the armed forces and the less-disciplined ranks of elementary schoolchildren.
Why does the image fall flat? Maybe because the comparisons with 9/11 are still unfavorable. The delivery isn’t spontaneous or emotional. And the domestic challenges of Katrina remain less inspirational, and more prone to bureaucratic bungling, than the foreign challenges of war and terrorism.
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Yet he still needs to find his voice, a clearer vision and maybe some better photo ops of his own. In Covington, as he was shaking hands with local folks at the edge of the NBC site, one woman threw him some Mardi Gras beads. Bush dropped them. “I couldn’t catch them in the real Mardi Gras, and I can’t catch them now,” he quipped. When it comes to Katrina, Bush just can’t catch a break.