The wonderful thing about Reddit, aside from introducing me to the wild ‘n wacky mind of the computer hacker (I mean, programmer), is that the threads often closely follow my own trains of thought, no matter how obscure or obvious. And one of those trains was a post the other day comparing Breaking Bad to The Wire, the police procedural set in Baltimore that ran from 2002 until 2007.
If you haven’t seen it, I would urge you to watch at least one season of The Wire. It is widely considered to be the best TV show ever, but that is assuming your tastes run towards hyper-realistic dramas, not campy fantasies riddled with vampires and the fairies who love them. I see both as the equivalent of the opposite ends of a Kinsey-type scale of TV drama preferences. When I visualize that scale, I see a petulant, girly Filipino twink wearing a Madonna t-shirt grabbing the remote and aiming it at an episode of The Wire, saying, “Enough of this shit. So depressing. I wanna watch True Blood. Alexander Skarsgaard, he’s so hot. SOOKIE!!! I love you!”