But there he was talking to me, not a bite taken from the sound, not a panic spinning. I obliged by suspending my disbelief. I'd like you to know the deep impression this little talk had on me. So, from here on, I'll be filtering his words, but I implore you to read everything he had to say for yourself: Here.
Obama NYC Crowd 10/20/09 Photo by: Neil Mack
Mr. Obama reminded me that it was only nine months to the day that he had been in office. He thanked me for my help, but then admonished me for my thinking that once the election campaign was over so was my job. Did I feel I was being treated like a child? Yes, but only because I was acting like a child and he made me feel that I was a big enough man to admit it.
Look, he said, "There's a whole industry feeding cynicism and skepticism, and promoting a notion of, well, it hasn't happened yet so it's not going to happen...
"I didn't run for President to accept mediocrity. That's not what this country is about. That's not why you got involved and got engaged." He was right.
"You didn't decide, oh, this is actually harder than we expected. The insurance companies don't like health reform. I guess we'll just pack up and go home. Oh, well, the banks, they don't want financial regulation. I guess it's just too hard." No, I didn't.
"We came to solve these problems -- right here, right now."
A couple of the other guys weren't quite so respectful. One shouted, "Single payer!" The other, "Public option!" Mr. Obama didn't flinch. My guess is after Joe Wilson's shout-out he'll never flinch again.