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Just for the theme song..

That's pretty much the standard issue of nearly every tv show set in New York isn't it?

It's basically Jimmy Carr being Jimmy Carr. He pretty much keeps to the equal opportunity offensive wit. You get what's on the tin when you choose to watch / listen to him. He does tend to like to play on the "this is a joke that is offensive and this is why, this is a joke that's considered offensive and this is why it works and this is why it straddles the line.". He likes really dark humor and heckler interaction, and he takes potshots at pretty much everybody equally when he runs through them all.

On another tangent of background things: BBC - Jimmy Carr: Pressure grows over comedy routine but what do the fans think?

'Baseball is dying.' 'What do we do?' <_< >_> "WE LET THE F***ING STEROIDS BACK IN! WOO!"

That is pretty much the entire book series the show is based on in a nutshell. And to be fair, Psych and Burn Notice played the tongue-in-cheek camp for all it was worth, intentionally so.

For a sideline of historical politics Telegraph - Icon of American West risks being cancelled after damning lost map emerges

Funny story, my father used to work down the docks here many years ago. There are some amazing stories that come out of a working port if you know the type. Gold bullion came in, and as cinema rarely shows, gold bars weigh a lot. So you'd basically have a wooden palette holding three bars. The dockies had to pick up a palette and transfer it to the rail car next to the offloading area. The usual armed security there with the ticking and counting of all bars at each stage of transport. Dockies being dockies, they weren't carefully setting things down when it was that much effort, to if they could, they'd basically do a swing and drop rather than carry and carefully settle into place. Everything is accounted for, onloaded onto the rail car. Security onboards around it, and it gets shunted off to a different area of the docks. The dockies start to move onto the next job. When suddenly, someone spots in the middle of the tracks, a lone gold bar. Guessing there was a hole in the rail car and the throwing a palette in had broken and just dropped down. While some dockies are blinking and looking after the guards and rail car heading off... One walks over and drops his hat on it. The moment the car had disappeared around a corner, he picked it up. Now, all this gold has been accounted for when it head headed off so, officially, it was still there on the count. Apparently he kept it in the back of his shed, and every month or so, he'd saw a corner of it off, melt it down, and go sell it to a pawnbroker and then have drinking money and buy drinks for his mates for the rest of the month. Too much hassle to try to get rid of that much raw gold at once, so he just.. simply used it for drinking cash over the next batch of years.

Surprisingly, there are armed guards loitering in the area, and it does weight a fair bit.... On other matters of random quirk:

Calling her a pirate is seriously underselling her story.... Jeanne de Clisson: The Lioness of Brittany | by M. A. Delaney | History of Yesterday