the end of the world is near

Those of you who own a more sophisticated television set (are they still called that? or is flat screen the preferred term?) than moi, may be interested to know that come Saturday the Writer's Guild of America strike will surely end as the union management will go East Coast/West Coast and present a tentative agreement to the guild. It's taken 4 months for the WGA to wrest the details from the devil known as AMPTP or the Alliance Motion Picture and Television Producers. Oh yes, there's probably some good people in AMPTP if you could see through all the second-hand cigar smoke to find them. But back to the point. There are two. If the guild doesn't accept this agreement, then they need to get rid of their leadership because they entrusted them to call the strike and bring them an agreement and come Saturday this will have transpired.

On a more personal note for you dear reader, it means that you'll no longer have endure my satirization of the end of the world (48 days: a lot can happen in 7 weeks) as the folks who write the melodramic sit-com 24 will be back at the keyboard trying to uncover those hard-to-find weapons of mass destruction.

In order for us to backslide three things would again have to converge. There is an ongoing presidential primary race of historic proportions, Jack Bauer is in prison on a DUI, and the writer's are on strike.

Pray mercy.