If Horatio’s OK…I’m OK

Last night when I came home from our women’s study group, my mind was buzzing with many questions…how can I make this busy week work? How can I get Kathryn to her friend’s birthday party on the same night as having dinner guests? What can I serve that will not require me to go to the market? Can I get away serving the same thing twice this week? Will the price of our reserved airline tickets be the same tomorrow as they are today?

As I came in our apartment pondering such deep life mysteries as these, my husband was half-way through the last episode of CSI Miami, season 6. Without commercials, this show is the perfect evening wind down—not the long commitment of a movie, but a 45 minute escape from reality.

In my humble opinion, CSI Miami is far superior to New York or Las Vegas. It’s not about the beach. No, there is just one thing—one person—that sets it apart. It’s all about Horatio Caine (David Caruso). Horatio just has that total in-your-face; stick-in-to-you punch that Gary Sinise and William Peterson simply can’t match. You know why I like him so much? (Yes, I have analyzed this.) Horatio is justice now—the tireless advocate for the oppressed, and the bad guy always gets his due—in 45 minutes! Of course all the CSI guys want to solve the mystery, but Horatio packs it with unparalleled finesse and righteous umph. He’s still human, in fact quite personal, but never confuses the line between good and evil. Don’t we all have that hunger to see the evil dealt with now, by someone who is truly good? He is, dare I say, (is this sacrilegious?) a little bit like Jesus. Am I going overboard?

Anyhow, back to last night. So season 6 ends with Horatio shot and writhing on the ground. Punch me in the gut! With this unexpected burden to bear, in addition to all the other burning questions in my mind—I was deeply disturbed by this development. I didn’t even know which season is playing now in the US. Was I one or two years behind? Is the show even still running? So you see I had some vital research to do. If I couldn’t bring closure to the other ambiguities in my life, at least I could go to bed knowing Horatio’s fate.

I quickly discovered that CSI Miami is now playing its 7^th season, and the brief recap of episode one reassured me that Horatio does, in fact, continue wielding the sword of justice for yet another season. So while my life continues with its trail of unknown mysteries and unsolvable enquiries, at least Horatio is alive, and all will be right with the world.