24: Season 2 - some things I'd like to see

So we finished the second season of 24 today, and it got me thinking... I did some brief researching, and it appears that about 115-120 people got killed in season 2. Of that, Jack killed about 30 people. I think that for each season, there's a lot of side stories that could be told:

1) whenever someone in law enforcement fires their weapon (much less kills someone), they have to fill out a lot of paperwork and go through an investigation to determine if it was justifiable homicide. I'd like to see some time devoted to the interviewers in the hearings.
-interviewer #1: Jesus, it's Bauer again?
-interviewer #2: How come this guy isn't dead or in jail yet?
-interviewer #3: I don't know why you guys are complaining, Jack's the reason I could afford my 2nd house and that new bmw in the parking lot.

2) In a similar vein... don't forget that government can be a very stingy place to work, where you have to requisition inventory with 3 different forms all signed by a different member of management. I'd like to see someone in personnel who has to go back and fix the necessary paperwork for Jack's inventory indulgences. I can imagine it would go something like this:
Bauer: yeah, I'm gonna need another box of bullets.
inventory: Again? Why don't you save some bullets for the rest of the agents?
Bauer: Look, I'm Jack FUCKING Bauer. So far today I've been in a plane crash, jumped out of a plane, watched a nuke go off, and my idiot daughter has been kidnapped more times than I've been tortured. Don't piss me off.

3) I think the thing I'd be most interested in - so interested I almost did this myself - is to read Jack Bauer's blog. Can you imagine how odd that would look? Well folks, I can:
4:07 pm - plane crashed. What, did I break a box of mirrors?
4:47 pm - the woman who killed my wife just turned on me. Remind me why I haven't killed her yet?
10:57 pm - jumped out of a plane, got to watch a nuke go off. I wonder if I'm gonna get cancer? Nah, I'm Jack Bauer, cancer ain't got shit on me.
12:36 am - I punched a coworker so hard I broke his ankle. I am a badass.
1:04 am - the bad guy who was trying to make a deal with me got shot, told me I'm a badass. Duh, dude. I'm Jack Bauer.
3:24 am - shot a bad guy. Note to self - stop by inventory and pick up another box of bullets.
3:25 am - shot another bad guy. At this rate, I'm going to run out of bullets.
3:26 am - broke a guy's neck. Bullet shortage not a problem any more.
3:55 am - my dumbass daughter got in trouble again. I swear to god I should just lock her in a closet. Next time she gets arrested, kidnapped, or is in danger of being harmed in any way, I'm just going to wash my hands of her.
5:57 am - daughter called again. This time she's trapped in a closet with a bad guy. I told her to shoot him twice - that's bullets I don't have to waste, and I still get the credit for the kill as far as I'm concerned.

I'm aware it's just a tv show,
Dys