From Jack on the Rocks to Herbal Tea

Why is that when TV shows become established the writer(s) decide to pussify the alpha characters? In a world, or country for that matter, that is so concerned with the "feelings" and/or "civil rights" of rapists, murders, and child molesters we need the raw edge and stereotypical manliness of Tony Soprano and Vick Mackey. There you have a real dose of people who take your political correctness and smear it across their extra-rare steak with an extra helping of garlic mash potatoes. Unfortunately us loyal viewers have been subjected to these watered down versions of our alpha males. Based upon the last couple of episodes of both shows I wouldn't be suprised if Vick and the rest of the Farmington Strike Team did an episode of Oprah while Tony and the rest of his crew starred in an after school special. I don't watch these shows so that I can reflect on my own self-worth and what happiness can be found in the skies above.

But to be honest I really shouldn't be suprised about any of this. I see it as a direction that our society has gone to. Let's look at some other examples: Metallica is sober, Chuck Norris is now doing tv spots on The Bible Network, George Lucas actually created a character called Jar-Jar Binks, Aerosmith recorded that dumbass Armageddon song, people are suing

McDonalds because they spilled coffee on themselves and were suprised it was hot or because their fat asses who don't wanna run hold McDonalds responsible for their obesity. Buy hey they might be right because I am sure that McDonalds forced them to waddle their carcasses into the establishment and order the double quarter pounder with cheese, ginormous fries and a large diet coke...Of course that must be it due to the fact there is nothing else to eat in the world so I guess they are to blame.

I am not saying that all media should be latent with male machismo, spitting, cussing and locker room jokes. I like HGTV, I like Sex and the City, but if I order a Jack on the rocks I don't want someone to bring me herbal green tea. Last night I had to sit through almost an hour of watching mobesters cry, whine and come in and out of a damn hospital room. Last week on the Shield I sat in horror as I watched Tony's alter ego Vick Mackey let some pencil pusher almost get the best of him, Lem cried half the damn episode and I thought Vick was going to have to hold him like a little baby. Goddamnit...kick some ass, act like you have a pair. The two of them are the heads of the New Jersey crime family and the Farmington Strike Team (respectively), however the writers are protraying them like two little girls who just fell off their bikes and have skinned knees and what not.

So writers...let's pop your mom's tit out your mouth, lite a cigarette, get a jack on the rocks(if was good enough for Frank Sinatra then it is DEFINITELY good enough for you) and let's whack someone. Save the crying for the Lifetime Channel.

Tyler Durden: I want you to do me a favour.
Narrator: Yeah, sure.
Tyler Durden: I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
Narrator: What?
Tyler Durden: I want you to hit me as hard as you can.