Ugh. And someone would probably get shot.

Oh, that's right. I had forgotten about the dead friend. But every time he shows the Underwoods his hacky writing, they swoon.

Wow. Our little free library just gets stuffed with religious tracts.

Agree, but I think it's a no-win with the writing he's given, especially since his character is supposedly this great writer and everything he says is trite and embarrassing.

The outsize reactions of the subjects remind of a family trip to Hollywood back in the early '80s. We somehow got into a studio audience taping of some terrible, forgettable sitcom called "Brothers." My mother—who ordinarily was difficult to amuse—could not contain her laughter at every single hackneyed line and…