By jaredmoshe | Jared Moshé's Blog December 11, 2006 at 4:58AM
The Wire pen-ultimate season ended yesterday night with a pinch of hope amongs a heaping of tragedy. The Greeks couldn't have done it better. And while many arcs twisted in turned (not to mention the sudden loss of a long running character), I was still most interested in the fates of the four kids introduced at the beginning of the season. Whereas the die had been cast by Michael's fateful decision a few episodes back and Namond's fate (I hate that word) was going to take him either to the corners or to Bunny Colvin, I was shocked to leave Dukie where we did. I'm still holding out hope for Randy... although perhaps foolishly. As David Simon said recently in an interview with Slate:
"Thematically, [The Wire]'s about the very simple idea that, in this Postmodern world of ours, human beings—all of us—are worth less. We're worth less every day, despite the fact that some of us are achieving more and more. It's the triumph of capitalism.... Whether you're a corner boy in West Baltimore, or a cop who knows his beat, or an Eastern European brought here for sex, your life is worth less. It's the triumph of capitalism over human value. This country has embraced the idea that this is a viable domestic policy. It is. It's viable for the few. But I don't live in Westwood, L.A., or on the Upper West Side of New York. I live in Baltimore."