I am addicted to Law and Order. I love the original and Criminal Intent. I have been feeling tired lately, so I bought Season 1 of the original series. It took place late eighties. I miss that time. I miss that New York City where visiting gave you a badge of courage. I believe the Boy Scouts gave out a special merit badge if you walked down a street of NYC by yourself. Now it is family friendly and Law and Order is just about terrorism. Just.
I think I like Law and Order because the law is dealt with within an hour. It is semi-nice and neat with a few ethic questions. I would like to have an hour of law and order within my house once a week. I would like witnesses as to who touched who first? Did she really call him a name? Did he really hit her? Who was on the computer first? Whose turn is it to pick a movie? Who turned the hose on? Who spilled a whole pitcher of kool-aide on the floor?
Any witnesses I may have to these events are very suspect. I usually have to treat them as hostile witnesses and they are constantly objecting to my line of questioning or the opposing counsels answers. None of them are willing to accept a plea, even for a lesser offense and I often find myself just not caring if justice is served. Jail time in their rooms is minimal so I think I am going to start doing public service. I think they are going to have to start scrubbing the kitchen floor. With their tooth brushes.
So I escape into a television show with gruesome violence and really adult themes so that I can feel a sense of make believe justice in the world. And I like to see how Chris North’s hair has changed over the decades.