Prestidigitator

Kristen

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He rode his wagon into town,
A gaudy spectacle
And every gray November brought him there
Always entertaining
Prestidigitating
Pulling rabbits from thin air

He would wave his magic wand
He would say the magic words
Hooking up a miracle
Putting on a show
Changing what I thought to be
Unchangeable reality
Wish I had a magic wand of my own
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When I was growing up, I got teased. A lot. I was then, am now, and
always will be, a geek.

When the other boys were playing cops and robbers, I was reading the
newspaper. When I came home crying, my mother used to tell me that she
wished that she had a magic wand to wave and make it all better. She
didn't then and she doesn't now.

I knew by the time that I was in eighth grade that I wanted to be a
lawyer. I became active in the local political scene around my
sophomore year in high school. I got 5's on the AP American Government,
Economics and American History Exams. I went on to Princeton University
and then straight to the law school.

I met Josh at our first internship out of law school. He hated it. He
was brilliant and amazing at it, but his heart was in politics and
government. I went on to Gage Whitney and he took off for Washington.
Surprisingly for both of the towns we were in, we kept in touch. When
he came to see me on his way to Nashua, I was going to ask him to be in
my wedding. But it slipped my mind when I saw his poker face.
I think, to a certain extent, my foray into politics has been all to
find the magic wand. To figure out how to fix the world. I haven't
found it yet, and I'm slowly losing hope.

It always strikes me funny how different the wands are for different
people.

Senator Stackhouse, for instance, thinks it's in funding for special ed
kids and education to others to erase the social stigmas that they
suffer from.

Ann Stark thinks that it's screwing people over to get your way.

Ainsley Hayes thinks it's funding business and helping your fellow man.

Toby thinks it's destroying all hate groups and acheive complete
tolerance...for his point of view.

We haven't found one that's going to work yet, but we're all searching.

We're searching for the mothers who rock their children to sleep each
night, praying that tomorrow will be better.

We're searching for the teenager who goes to school in a war zone.

We're searching for the children who are left alone to fend for
themselves on the streets of an unforgiving country.

There has to be a cure-all for our problems, because they're getting
too big to deal with one at a time.

That's why I left Gage Whitney. Because fighting for oil companies
wasn't getting me any closer to finding my magic wand. Josh said that
Bartlet was 'the one'.

And he is, I'm sure of it. That man consistantly boggles my mind. I
still can't believe that I'm here.

And the thing that breaks my heart is that I think Bartlet *is* the
magic wand. I think that he knows exactly what to do. But no one will
let him. Our government is stopping our President from running our
country.

<sigh>

The checks and balance system is great, believe me, it really is. It
has saved us time and time again. But it hinders too, and that's what
makes me mad.

But I should really get back to this speech. Until they let Bartlet say
exactly what is on his mind, he needs someone to put words in his
mouth.

And that someone is me.

Samuel Norman Seaborn.

Certified Geek.

<smile>

And searcher for the the prestidigitator.

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