In this episode, Tony and Kevin explain the basis of their perfection, which is mainly that their self-regard is an affront to regular, more generic people, who themselves have failed to fully articulate the nature of our hosts’ excellence. So, where the “fault” lies is clear, sort of. In the first of three segments for this episode, we return to “Deputized,” in which the near-larcenous Lydia Loveless is deputized to investigate a theft at an all-male strip club. After that, a commercial for “Rugs,” because who needs yet another batch of splinters in their bare feet? Finally, the seventh—and final—part of “A Man Called Bamby,” in which Bamby confronts himself and is forced to back down. In other words, a perfect episode.
Tony Flinn, known around the model railroad track in his basement as “Professor of English, Emeritus,” recently retired from Eastern Washington University to age in place, like an old car up on blocks in the barn, convenient for climbing behind the wheel and saying “Vroom! Vroom!” He and his co-host and co-producer, Kevin Decker, have been writing and performing in “Men in Charge” since probably 2014, or even earlier, depending on whether you’re using the Julian or Gregorian calendar.
Kevin Decker, Professor of Philosophy, was left holding the bag when Tony Flinn recently retired from Eastern Washington University. That bag was full of cats. At first, he thought they were cute, but then they woke up and started mauling him. It turned out that the cats were mountain lion cubs, often referred to incorrectly as “cougars.” One had rabies. From his now-permanent hospital bed, Kevin writes for and co-produces “Men in Charge,” the title of which may or may not be ironic
