I fucking love The West Wing

I do.

It’s true.

If you ask me, “Peter, what do you think of The West Wing?”

I’ll tell you, “Bitch, I fucking love The West Wing.”

Then you’ll be all, “Bitch?”

And I’ll be all, “I get amped up…”

“I didn’t like that, Peter.”

“I’m sorry.  I know it was rude.  It’ll never happen again.”

“It was uncalled for.”

“Bitch, I apologized!”

It’s come to my attention that I’m not the only person in Bloggerdale that fucking loves The West Wing.

There’s my long-time blog friend and arch-enemy.

There’s a new blog discovery of mine.

And there’s a blogger for whom half of her name is a lie.

I’m at the point now, I think, where a woman not liking The West Wing is a deal breaker.

Perhaps I could make an exception if she’s never seen it before.  Maybe.  But only if she is willing to rectify that in a reasonable time period — and buy me a present.

Watching it and feeling that she “just didn’t enjoy it” is bad bananas.

Calling it “a liberal’s wet dream” is a complete no go.  I’m looking at YOU, Peggy Noonan.  You ain’t getting none of this.  [Please note that Peter held forefingers on either side of himself and moved them up and down to demonstrate what “this” is.]

I kind of want to be Sam Seaborn (Rob Lowe’s character for you Philistines) when I grow up.  Because I secretly want to be a speech writer, and NOT because I want to accidentally sleep with a high class call girl.  I mean, I did it once and I don’t see what the fuss was about.  I didn’t know the meter was running.  So I  was a bit confused when her “travel alarm clock” reached 1475.50 and the sun hadn’t come up yet.

(That “joke” was much funnier in my head.)

(“much” is a an exaggeration.)

(I fucking love parentheses.)

I could go on and on about the best episodes and lines.  I could talk about the moments that were so perfectly sad that it makes them hard to re-watch.  I could mention how at points the combination of writing and acting was almost too good for TV.

But I won’t.

Partly because I think you should find out for yourself. And partly because I don’t want to overload your ADD-having asses with links when I really want you to make sure to click on the “a speech writer” link above.

In conclusion, if you don’t like The West Wing, you suck.

Love,
Peter

– ps I almost forgot another long-time blog friend and lover of The West Wing.

-pps Since I stopped writing about sports, I don’t have many male blog friends any more.

30 thoughts on “I fucking love The West Wing

  1. No it’s not alright to only love the seasons without Jimmy Smits! He singlehandedly ignited my passion for Latin men.

    But Josh Lyman. He was my West Wing wet dream. So snarky. Such swagger. Meet me over a scotch and let’s hammer this foreign policy thing OUT.

    But of course it’s not all about the men of West Wing for me (And Peter, I know how you feel about Donatella Moss so you get it). The writing was so brilliant and face paced and witty. It was drama, it was comedy, it was inspirational.

    Even still, when I hear those first few bars of the West Wing theme song, I get chills.

    God what a great show.

    • I told yas that she liked it.

      The more I think about it, the more I realize I enjoyed the Santos episodes. Him singing Elvis Costello’s “Allison” in the hotel room. When they won Texas and everyone sang “Deep In The Heart of Texas.” The fighting between Santos and Josh in NH.

      Megan, Brandy reminded me about the episodes with Amy… LOVED her.

      And there was Emily Procter’s delicious Ainsley Hayes. (Best Republican EVER.)

  2. You forgot about me, dude.

    I’ve been in a situation where I asked a guy I was dating who hadn’t watched any, to watch it with me. He pulled a face and said, “No.”

    That should have been the first sign that it wasn’t meant to be.

  3. Don’t listen to him, ladies. If you give Peter enough presents and throw a bunch of flattery his way, he’ll forgive you for anything. Isn’t that TRUE, Peter? ISN’T IT?!

    (It is)

  4. but is west wing as good as arrested development? OR, is it as good as six feet under?? ponder those questions deeply before you answer.

    (and, i, too, love the parenthesee.) (is there a word for singular parenthesis?)

  5. for the record, i have never seen west wing, but i have several friends (whose opinions i cherish) who watched and love the show. at some point i want to go through and start from the beginning and go straight to the end. i just need a little bit of convincing, i think.

  6. I’m re-watching the West Wing and a moment I love comes up and I’m moved to google ‘I fucking love the west wing’ and end up here.

    1 Don’t be too harsh on those that don’t get it, they need your pity not your opprobrium.

    2 As a non US citizen the west wing served as a vital reminder that the US as a nation was capable of wit, verve and nuance and not wholly synonymous with George W Fuckwit.

    3 ah sod it I have no objectivity on this one you’re either for me or agin me.

    flapdoodle

  7. I have almost finished watching the West Wing for the 5th time straight through. I cannot cope with normal TV anymore. It is all such crap by comparison.

    I totally understand the urge to prefer the Non Jimmy Smits episodes but it is ALL stunning TV really.

    Sorkin the wonderchild.

    How am I going to be able to move on in my life?

    Please help

    James

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