Everyone loves Thanksgiving, except some Native Americans, wellness consultants, and meth addicts disowned by their families. So basically: New Mexico. But which Thanksgiving do you celebrate? The one you learned in school? Or the one where all your illusions are stripped from your screaming husk in the burning light of truth you thought you wanted
TV is littered with the corpses of beloved shows with lousy ratings. You can't mention Terriers around one of its 10 viewers without hearing the president of FX is worse than Robo-Hitler. But what if programming did something smart?