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There have been plenty of obituaries for the late, great, Wire in recent weeks. I thought I’d leave it a while before throwing in my 5 cents, it’s hard not to read and agree with alot of it and end up merely recycling other people’s opinions.

Although initially I struggled with the final Season, reading what David Simon (et al) were reaching for helped me to appreciate what was going on. The season acts as a kind of ‘meta-narrative’ for the series by highlighting the importance of ‘true journalism’ and by implication of honest storytelling in general. Season 5 is about a lot of things, but it also about pointing up possible answers to the questions of why the wire was important ? and the what was it trying to say?

They’re big questions-books will be written trying to answer them, but for right now it’s enough to know that unless we make the time to listen to the stories of the individual people who make up the city, the social/ethnic groups, the mind numbing statistics then we don’t stand a chance of breaking the endless cycle of crime, corruption and despair.

I could try and conjure up some further, surely by now ,unnecessary superlatives for the show, but it’s suffice to say that every time I walk past our local soup kitchen, I think of Bubs, and the people waiting in line become a little more human to me.

It was a great way to say goodbye.

Ellen Mcllwaine-Jimmy Jean