This is a first. Before I added Simpsons producer David Mirkin to my list of people who should be capped (right), I googled his name and immediately found that someone had beaten me to the idea: David Mirkin should DIE.
This is officially a grass-roots movement.
On my ferry ride into Seattle, I'll often watch a Simpsons episode on DVD. On the return trip home, I'll listen to the episode's commentary. They're usually interesting, but if Mirkin is in the studio, his co-workers might as well go home, for all they'll be heard. His nasal, pointlessly exclusive blathering drives me insane. He laughs at his own jokes. And then he explains them. And folks, this is a man who would explain, at length, that banana peels are used in pratfalls because they're slippery. He is that guy you avoid at office parties, lest he grab your arm and tell you all about his new riding mower again. "Most people think a 1" ball hitch is standard, but it's not. And let me tell you—HA HA HA—they're not exactly interchangable, boy!"
You die now.