It’s definitely you, not me.
Dear The Good Wife:
I’m sorry,1 but I think we should stop seeing each other.
Our relationship started out great. I was looking for smart and funny TV; you featured a great ensemble cast, with frequent cameos from some of the most outstanding actors working today. Season 4 in particular was filled with some of the most well-crafted storytelling I’ve ever seen on television, but it’s been downhill ever since then, and you’re to blame.
Lately, it seems like the only person you have time for is Cary. Frankly, I think he’s a jerk. You’ve stopped going to work or paying attention to the other people in your world. We don’t even listen to great music with Kalinda anymore! That used to be our favorite thing to do. I know Cary’s been having a rough time, but you’ve been enabling him for longer than you should have.
When you suggested before the holidays that we take a break, I was sad. You’ve been a big presence in my Sunday evenings the past six years, and it was hard not having you around. But after a couple of weeks, I realized how much better I felt without you around. And then, when we got together this past weekend (at your request) to give it another try, and you spent almost the whole time talking about how you managed to keep Cary out of jail? That was the final straw. I realized just how much I was looking forward to his going away, but now you tell me he’s sticking around. I just can’t stand by while you continue to prioritize his needs.
I’ll always remember you for your taste in clothes, hunky actors, and Elsbeth Tascioni. I’ll miss your Eli “Eyebrows of” Gold moments. But ultimately those things just aren’t enough to make this relationship worth it.
Good luck with the election, I sincerely hope it goes well for you.
- Actually: sorry, not sorry. ↵