I haven't been blogging about The Wire, and I won't be blogging about the season finale. I know, as a native Baltimorean, I should something to say. But I don't right now--except this: The Wire is one of the most painstakingly detailed works of art that I've ever seen. It seems deeply wrong to offer up any level of instant McAnalysis of what it all means. I know, I know. It's what I do on this blog all the time. But for The Wire, somehow, and I don't know why, it just seems wrong.