how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
C.J.'s Secret Service bodyguard is in troubs. The end of The West Wing, season one: Josh gets shot.
The end of The West Wing, season two: Mrs. Landingham gets killed.
The end of The West Wing, season three: Somebody's not going to feel so good after the episode's over.
The most reasonable hypothesis: Given the brazen flirting between C.J. and her bodyguard (they nearly kissed, which must break numerous Secret Service regulations) and given the brazen foreshadowing of the agent having to use his gun (both in the discussion of the season one shooting and in the scene at the firing range) and given that Sorkin (despite his strength as a writer of insignificant moments) clearly sets up nearly every major payoff in the show, there are only two probable scenarios:
1) In trying to protect C.J., the agent gets shot. (In this scenario, the stalker may or may not also get shot.)
2) In trying to protect C.J., the agent shoots the stalker.
I vote for number one, as I'm not sure the unrequited lust between C.J. and her bodyguard would have been established in yesterday's episode had his demise not been at the back of Sorkin's mind.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
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i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.