Just Suppose . . .

Scene: The Oval Office. The television lights and cameras are ready.

Disembodied voice: "Five, four, three, two, one."

Q. Good evening, Mr. President. Thank you for allowing us and our viewing audience to join you here.

A. My pleasure, I'm sure.

Q. For openers, Sir, let's suppose you have a grandchild . . .

A. I do, plenty of 'em . . .

Q. And that grandchild came to you and admitted that he had once smoked marijuana while listening to a bootlegged Megadeth tape on a Sony Walkman, and that he had passed the joint on to a multicultural friend...

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