Seeing yourself on television a short while after the take is a bit like an out-of-body experience, the time-lag notwithstanding. Every word and every gesture are still with you for hours, and maybe even days. No matter how good, your performance strikes you as just that—a mere performance worthy of an actor. The distance between you and the fellow on the screen is palpable. It is disconcerting. That distance and the time-lag conspire to make the fellow on the screen ever-so-slightly ridiculous—your caricature, as it were. You can see through him. You can predict his every word and gesture. More, you can predict his every thought. Not surprisingly, the fellow ends up looking like an inexpert impostor.