For the record, I am a middled aged woman who is happily married and who also abhors television violence. But I watch Justified every week (recorded on the DVR, I’m old and fall asleep early). Every week. I put up with an hour (okay, 0kay, 40 minutes with commercials) of drug- and moonshine-crazed Kentuckians shooting one another, beating each other, double-dealing and back-stabbing just to catch a glimpse of:
Yeah. That’s just how I roll.