One of the things I appreciated about this show, even as I viewed the first time in the 80's, is that things are never sorted out and finished after one hour. Sometimes innocent people go to jail, sometimes the best laid plans fail, and some people have feet of clay. Even today, however, I don't know how J. D. Larue kept his job. Even after his narrow escape earlier, he doesn't learn squat. How can Washington stand to be around him. I got a kick out of Henry's rant about Howard. No basis whatsoever for his conclusions. Just designed to get his goat. Or is some of it right? I thought the last scene with the boy was the way it had to be. Furillo did everything he could think of but who you know doesn't always get you there. The merchants' vigilante group finally pays a price when the gangs move in on them. I'll be interested to see if this is continued.
Review of Your Kind, My Kind, Humankind
