Before this guy came along, a presidential address was a special thing, a big deal. Before this jug-eared muslim, we would go weeks, sometimes months, without an in-person speech from the President, except for the last two or three months of a reelection campaign.
Even a cynical, manipulative ass like Clinton could go weeks at a time, doing his job and diddling chicks, without a public speech.
But this guy, this guy, this Kenyan amateur, carts his teleprompter and his peanut gallery bleachers off to someplace around the country every single day to read a speech on the cable networks. Every single day. (And I would have used Pittian dots if they didn't make me nauseous.)
So, with this guy, a televised speech is just one of his seven weekly televised speeches.
Hardly a special event worthy of emergency scheduling.