We writers are a carefree, happy sort, and, as such, I spent yesterday afternoon drinking in my local hole and watching a Who's the Boss marathon with my bartender, Mike - a man born with a meaningful lean perfectly suited to tend bars. As Mike poured my Jameson for every time Tony said, "Angeler," I thought more and more about how Tony Danza could have made bigger plans than anyone expected. I realized that were the world a more perfect place, then Tony Danza would have invested much of his money in large tracts of Eastern European acreage. Likewise, he'd have poured what little he could into perfecting his rhetoric and personal presence. He could have built a political infrastructure. I could write the national myth in the musical "Tony Danza Superpower" while tucked away drinking Irish whiskey imported from America, perfectly satisfied as a citizen of Danzastan.