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Because truth is better than fiction, here's my treatment for a television presidential drama:
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Podunk Governor and his legal snake of a wife set upon an upwardly mobile path.

State Troopers fetching Kotex and sneaking in bimbos for the governor and his wife are everyday goings on at the Gov's mansion.

A spoiler is hired just in the nick of time for the presidential race - a little crazy meglomaniac multimillionaire from Texas.

And, viola! He/SHE wins!

The body count. How many died so that this governor and his wife could become co-president? How many women were raped, jobs lost, lives threatened?

Secret Service live at the whim of a new co-president's spawn, a political brat who calls them "pig" after she fell head-first out of the ugly tree.

Presidential medical records refused because SHE deemed it so.

Agents instructed to look at the floor when SHE comes in the room and do not speak unless spoken to.

After pushing the VP out of his office, SHE takes over one-seventh of the US ecomony and puts HER plan in place. Let's just call it health care, just to cover all the bases.

While they fiddle, the economy goes into an overblown bubble caused by theiving CEOs and Dot Commers who borrowed against air.

Terrorists go unpunished in Somalia, USS Cole and The World Trade Center.

Plundering the White House of its treasures and leaving graffiti on the walls, he spends the last week coked up so he doesn't miss a thing. Where was SHE?

SHE runs for the Senate after never holding an office in her life or even living in the state where she runs. And wins!

SHE picks Sentator McCabe, and independent-thinking Republican as her running mate. He is the POTUS, SHE's the VP.

One month in, President McCabe succumbs to his 40-year-old war wounds(!) and SHE is crowned Queen. ********

This is just the bare bones but you get the drift. We can fill it all in. There's enough there to get 10 seasons!

I'm accepting all offers. Surely there is a rich Republican out there who can come up with some production cash.

Call me, I mean it.We'll do lunch.