The perfect storm of my watching West Wing and paying attention to politics was realized in the Times. Sorkin wrote a conversation between President’s Bartlet and Obama. Read the whole thing.
BARTLET: Let’s go in another room, Mr. President. You want a cigarette?
OBAMA: I stopped smoking.
BARTLET: Start again. (Leading the way into his study) I’m a father of daughters, you’re a father of daughters. It looked to me like right before you went on stage, Sasha told you she likes a boy in her class who has a tattoo.
OBAMA: That’s not what hap —
BARTLET: Here’s what you do. You invite the boy over for dinner, you have a couple of fellas from your detail brush their suit coats back just enough so the lad can see the .44 Magnums — problem solved. You have what every father of a daughter dreams of — an army and a good dog.
OBAMA: The girls are fine, that wasn’t the problem. In the debate prep we —
BARTLET: Whoa … there was prep?
