Please excuse me, I’m a little jumpy today… I just spent 10 straight hours trying to determine if Brody is a terrorist, who slipped that guy the razor blade, why Saul can’t pass a lie detector test and who Clair Danes is going to throw her lady parts at next… it’s been a wild ride. Not to mention the psychedelic opening credits which give me more anxiety than those “Mayhem” Allstate commercials.
I big “thank you” to all my friends who peer pressured me into getting Showtime and watching Homeland. You were right, this show is amazing. It’s like The Wire with less black people and more beards. Sure, I could’ve used these past 10 hours to finish up my Christmas shopping, drive to Albuquerque, or get a quarter of the way through this Rosetta Stone “Learn to Speak Italian” Class, but you know what I say to all that? Che Cazzo!!! (look it up)