Tom Waits Steps Aside this Friday

For this timely reminder that free network teevee is not actually contractually obligated to vomit out nothing but sump water in a frosty mug.

That in their natural state, the airwaves are more or less empty, and actual effort is required to pack them to the gunwales with nothing, nothing, nothing but incompetent journalists, endless flat-affected prettycops endlessly chasing genius sociopaths, stuff-em-in-a-jar-and-shake-em-up "gimme sum fookin munnies!" reality and prize shows.

And, of course, pledge drives.

And at no additional charge to you, "Homicide" also came with a free lesson for the weaker, gooier members of the Democratic Party who believe that we can deal with the fascists in our midst and in our government by compromising with them.

That we can somehow triangulate ourselves out of the abyss and into being a just and honorable nation.

Not a chance.

The only way to get the country back, upright and strong is to tell the GOP -- every god damn day and in no uncertain terms --

to get the fuck off of our corner.

From the Oval Office to the little box with wires, the world as we see now is emphatically not the world as it always must be.

It is worth remembering that, with few good writers, a little cash and a loose leash you really can sometimes get Munch and “G”. Bayliss. Fucking Pembleton. Kay. Meldrick and his goofy lid. Barnfather. Bolander. Beau. Crosetti.

And all the rest.

You can have Boom, Boom, Boom.

All night long.