Don’t break your own rules.

As I write this, it’s November 25, 2015. You’ll note the date on the post is November 20th. I’ll explain why.

On November 20th I wrote a blog entry about autism, and that blog entry was not up to my personal standards. I take great care in my life and on this blog to remain inoffensive. I don’t post snark. I don’t call people names. I keep the tone light whenever possible because I believe there’s too much negativity out there in the world, and especially on the internet.

I broke my own rules. I bitched. I moaned. I used inappropriate language and I insulted people. And no matter what I might think on the subject on which I wrote, or of the people I disagree with, that’s unacceptable. Not just for me, but for anyone.

It’s no secret that I have a personal investment in the subject of autism. My son, whom I dearly love, suffers from Autism Spectrum Disorder and will likely never be able to live a normal life. I fear for the day he’s left alone, when his mother and I are gone, because it will not be easy for him. It’s not easy for him now, and it only gets harder.

If I’m going to be the person I need to be, and the father I should be, I have to do first by example. And that means doing what I say I’ll do and maintaining a standard of behavior that I can be proud of and my son can aspire to. If I say I’m going to treat people with respect, then I must treat them with respect. If I say I’m not going to call people names, then I must not call them names. If I don’t maintain that level of commitment, then I’m doing the wrong thing. I disappoint myself and I disappoint my family. That’s not something I’m proud of.

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[REVIEW] Miami Vice — “Line of Fire”/”Asian Cut”

Our exploration of Miami Vice‘s final season continues with another couple of uneven episodes. I noticed in the end credits that Dick Wolf, who’d proven such an able hand in earlier seasons, keeping the show on track even when Michael Mann had lost interest, had dropped out at this point, leaving Miami Vice in the hands of a gaggle of producers who seemed a little less interested in keeping things on the cutting edge and primarily on life support. Certainly things seem to have settled into a groove by now, and though the Burnett storyline shook things up a bit at the start, those behind the scenes weren’t pushing matters overmuch. Better to deliver a Miami Vice-like product than the unadulterated stuff, at least most of the time.

This is not to say the show is actively bad. “Line of Fire” is a serviceable piece of television, and wouldn’t have been too out of place in earlier seasons. In this one, a standard-issue Latino drug lord is on trial for this and that and a prize federal witness is about to be called to the stand. This witness will bury the drug lord for years, but only if he survives long enough to testify. Enter Crockett and Tubbs (but mostly Crockett) providing protection for three tough days.

As you might expect, things don’t go well. The witness is the late-’80s cop show equivalent of a punk rocker, who likes Ministry and slam-dancing. He chafes under the restrictions Crockett and Tubbs put him under, and before too long the drug lord’s minions, offered a million dollars to kill the witness, are shooting up the place. In a last-ditch effort, Crockett takes to the seas, but this is only a stopgap measure that doesn’t work out too well.

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