How to be James Bond

You need several elements.

You need yourself, the wannabe detective. We prefer Irish, they like whiskey, but anyone will do, as long as you have a drug that helps you prefer the news.

You need a mentor you hate, that protects you by giving you your sidearm, your trap from their campus academic of study.

You need your rival from town, to become Felix, the man you take under wing and teach your sidearm, so they can be a soldier, and attack your location of trap.

You need your game theorist, your legacy, to put you in a game of chance or a comic feature, your erstwhile friend that thinks he's gay because you lose the girl.

You need the Jewess, the literature fan that researches real life events for you, involving in pimping, any crime against women, in interest of a real life crime by men, an international scandal analyzed in the funny sheets, the tabloids.

Finally, you need the Lektor machine, SMERSH, your trained form of feminism as a philosophy, that turns out to be your weapon against Moneypenny's discovery, struck by your theorist's myth, extracted by your military friend's interference, with your training from your mentor planted on the foe behind the pimp, and yourself as the rogue spy.

An intelligence officer, is someone who works in espionage. A spy, just watches someone.