I'm a student at GW and found myself in a conversation with a Hill intern. I asked him how he was enjoying the Hill and he told me the usual story about how cool it was that his job was so important. Then we came to this exchange:
Intern: Yeah, but I'm still waiting for something really cool to happen... like an attempted terrorist attack on the White House. Me: Uh, I'm sorry? Intern: Well, I just mean it would be cool to see, like, gun turrets come out of the ground on the front lawn of the White House. Me: That's... not how things work. Intern: You never know...
I wasn't really sure how to continue the conversation at this point, I just walked away in disgust.
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