It’s all so gross though. The ghost writer. Confused shirtless FBI agent. The cronyism. The apparent sport fucking behind spouses backs. The contracts. The liaison bullshit. The faux diplomatic credentials via plates on a nice Benz. The military contracts. The security complex. The military industrial complex. Iraq. Afghanistan. Security seminars in Aspen. Lots of leg. MILFs here and there. But other than that I’m fine.