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Enjoyed the article. Strangely, perhaps, I had rather read about television than watch it. I tried five minutes of The Company, which I found more boring than (and a fairly exact copy of) the movie The Good Shepherd (which I managed to watch for 45 minutes before I gave up). Why ARE spies assumed to be inherently interesting? The hall-of-mirrors quality of the life should be warning enough even to fools to stay away. Feel that actual humans lead far more interesting lives, and that all the capers of all the secret agencies are mere folderol on the margins of existence.
My friend James Whitehead, now dead, novelist and poet at the U of Arkansas for many years, described (in his novel Joiner) the stuff between (in this case) the vagina and the asshole as "taint meat." I suspect he was recording an old (yes, sexist, and I like the turn on it you report from Weeds) Southernism: "Taint pussy and taint ass."
Delights me you use math as a background metaphor. Calculus can be fun, you know. Forget infinity (only forgetfulness is big enough to contain it--certainly memory isn't), and think of the limits of processes. In nature, no process proceeds to a perfect limit of course, but we are talking abstraction here.
