Hands in pockets
Back when I was in Boy Scouts the leaders made it clear that when there was work to be done, they didn't want to see us standing around with our hands in our pockets. On some mornings in the Sierras it was darn cold. If you didn't have gloves, it was uncomfortable to bring your hands out into the open, but there was a campfire to start, breakfast to cook and tents to pack.
I saw a video of Cheney touring New Orleans yesterday. It wasn't cold. There's lots to do. Yet, there he was, walking with the tour group, looking at his feet, hands in pockets.
I don't expect the man to grab a shovel or tarzan people to safety. But a passionate leader would be talking with their hands, pointing people toward tasks and demanding results fist upon palm.
Instead, where were his hands? In his pockets.
The leaders of my Boy Scout troop wouldn't have tolerated it.