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My love for Seinfeld

Something light hearted amidst the global angst felt by most unless they live on Antarctica or perchance are as yet an undiscovered tribe on our planet.

Many of the regulars to this blog know of my penchant for a show that aired in the last decade of the last millenium on American television eponymously titled 'Seinfeld'.

Created by two Jewish comedians Jerry Seinfeld and Larry David it was self titled the 'Show about Nothing'.

It spanned a total of about eight years in the 1990s, consisting of nine seasons as the TV networks classify it.  NBC was the original TV network that had the broadcast rights and funded the productions.

While the show followed the standard 22 minute actual taped time format it was written by a team of writers including Jerry and Larry and to me has come to represent the best of realistic comedy ever.

I have had the fortune of reading and following and viewing many a show or book in my many years in America but none comes close to the epic scale at which a comic medium has garnered millions of viewers and admirers.

Mostly based on reality (in the writers' lives) which is stranger than fiction, the show's four main characters exhibited a unique chemistry - a blend hard to see on film.

Jerry as himself supported by George (Jason Alexander); Kramer (played by Michael Richards) and the inimitable Elaine (played by Julia Dreyfus) was a rip roaring back and forth of four different storylines that melded together at the end of an episode in the most unbelievable coincidence.

I saw them mature as each season passed and they became so comfortable with each other's personalities that  I think the table reads would have gotten faster and faster.

As Kenny Banya (a character in the show) would say - its Gold Jerry, Gold!

Kramer's one liner that has stuck with me - 'But where does the meat go?'

George saying - 'everyone is doing something, we'll do nothing'... setting the stage for what would follow to be a genius move

Elaine wondering about Kramer having to masturbate in a cup - 'does that conflict with your regular schedule?'

The show that had no specific mission became a darling for global audiences for close to a decade and continues to earn hard cash for its creators through all the syndication and re runs.

What makes the show unique to me is its ability to put me to sleep.  A prefect night cap without any side effects... my spouse tends to disagree on the latter claim.

I own the entire nine seasons on DVD and watch them in spurts repeatedly from start to finish as some sort of cult like ritual each night that I sleep in my own bed.

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