Listen up, people. This is the best TV show that no one’s watching.

Drugs. Cops. Drugs. Dominic West. Drugs. What more could you want?

Seriously, though, the show is brilliantly written, acted and directed, it’s infinitely entertaining and carries a ridiculously important message, and why the fuck aren’t you watching it?

I’d never even heard of it until this one dude I’m banging* got me hooked on the DVDs. He was on season four already, but even just picking up there, I was hooked. I categorize men by the TV shows they got me hooked on. Kevin was South Park. Jeremy was Antiques Roadshow and Project Runway (sorry, Jer, I just totally called you out on that), Sean was Family Guy and West Wing (for the record, though, Sean was totally more gay than Jeremy), and the new dude’s got me hooked on The Wire. Men are for sex and TV shows. (You know, it’s probably that sort of thinking that keeps me perennially single. That and the tendency toward promiscuity. But I digress.) Anyway, I watched the entire first season over Christmas, and now I’m excited to start on season 2.

So now you’ve heard of it. So watch.

The Wire held its Season 5 premiere in Chelsea on Friday night.

*Don’t worry, Mom, he takes me out to dinner sometimes, too. And, if it’s any comfort, he hates what I do for a living, too.