JANE AND DICK met on their first morning at the White House, hired as communication staffers by the newly elected president

They were at an all-day workshop to gin up hysteria about stolen elections. It was basically a dry run for the Big Lie used four years later.

“Nothing’s too ridiculous for our base,” the thirty or so participants were told. That set off a competition in Conference Room B. Who could make the blatantly untrue sound true? Recognizing each other’s God-given gift for bullshit, Dick and Jane fell in love.

They skipped out after lunch that first day to conduct their own one-on-one breakaway session at the Happy Hour Motel out off of I-95.

It was a productive afternoon. The results were worth every taxpayer dollar spent.