Pamela Paul seems BUMMED OUT. Maybe she's just finding her way as the new head honcho, but she conveys zero enthusiasm for this podcasting gig, and her indifference has sucked the life out of what used to be a lively, quick-thinking show. I mean, as much as Sam Tanenhaus may have occasionally given off a creepy-uncle vibe, at least there was some bounce in his voice, some energy and direction in his interviews. He embraced his role as the peppy, cheesy master of ceremonies. Is Pamela Paul too cool to do something similar? Anyway, I've been a long-time listener, and will continue to be a podcast subscriber, but I hope someone in the control room tells Paul to force herself to smile as she speaks (an old radio broadcaster's trick, I think) and gives her a few Brooke Gladstone tapes.