 Look, the mission of the Secret Service is kind of a dog's breakfast. It reminds me a little bit of the union that Homer Simpson belongs to in The Simpsons. It's like the union of nuclear power plant workers, ballet dancers, and pastry chefs. This odd combination of things that have nothing to do with each other. Maybe Secret Service needs, once and for all, to be just about dignitary protection to make sure people can do it exceptionally well.