Broadway is so ripe for a good musical about the election process that I'm amazed one hasn't sprung up. It's been a long time since Of Thee I Sing, let's get our best people on this!

Any follow-up to this story?

Kid Nation! I watched that avidly as it aired when I was younger. Young enough that I naively wondered when they'd do another season.

[citation needed]

Which was that?

At the time, English pronunciation would've made it a proper rhyme!

Are we talking about… Ignatiy?

Damn their covert critical cabal!

Whoa! That's a bizarre misjudgment from Tobias.

What did Scott ever do to you?

Turner Classic Movies?

I understand that gripe, but, like I said to Fursa Said below, if this show keeps up its trend of expanding upon and highlighting the richest corners of Gaiman's lovely multicultural mythos, we're going to have a heap of sweet Native American representation by at least the next season.

It's been awhile since I read the novel (or listened to that excellent full-cast audiobook), but wasn't there another Native American deity Jack was hanging with? Am I wrong thinking it was Coyote? Because I wouldn't complain about some more trickster hi-jinks in the second season.

If the show does as much justice to Sam and Whiskey Jack as it has to the characters we've met thus far, it'll come off beautifully.

Of all the diversions from the novel that this show has introduced, the idea of Mad Sweeney and Dead Wife hitting the road together may be my favorite.

Upon perusing my copy of All-Star, I can happily concede the episodes' thematic consistency. I suppose my larger issue with that particular one is that a writer who demonstrates as much imagination within just the pages of that limited series as Grant Morrison does can't think of anything better for Lois to do with…

I find a lot to admire in that story—though I think it's a bit too much of a picaresque, a bit too episodic, for the story to come together as well as it could—but I'm curious how you feel about the "Super Lois" episode, because I've only ever annoyed myself with what a colossal missed opportunity it feels like.

Speak for yourself, Mrs. Mad Max!

Likewise. What were my eyes up to?

The way it's addressed only worsens the problem.