Dexter–an introduction to the show

If Superman were real, he’d be working for the Miami P.D. as a blood splatter forensics specialist named Dexter. Even though he is alien to our world, he goes out of his way to fit in. To be one of us.

On the outside, Dexter is helpful, friendly, and very good at his job. He’ll even go around the office, cheerfully handing out donuts to his co-workers. He’s charming. Knows just what to say. His girlfriend and her kids love him. He jokes a lot with his foster sister. If he’s not helping her get a boyfriend, he’s usually giving her tips on how to advance her career in law enforcement.

He’s an altogether nice guy, with feelings just like anybody else.

But sometimes his other side–his invincible side–will bleed through his mild-mannered front. He’ll stare at that box of donuts, seeing only napkins and crumbs remaining, and he’ll think:

It’s empty. Just like me on the inside.

And that gives him the edge to do what he does. He hunts down and eliminates his own kind, people who are alien to this world. Like cold-blooded sharks they kill without regret.

Yet Dexter is not like them. He has standards. The Code of Harry. His foster father, a police officer named Harry, had recognized how Dexter is different. How he has abilities not many of us have. And like Jonathan Kent, molding a future Superman, he gives Dexter the training he needs. And the morals to uphold.

Never harm the innocent, no matter how strange we might be. We are all trying to fit in, to find and maintain our part in society.

And then there are those who don’t belong. They are dangerous. Deadly. Emotionally invincible.

Thing is, though, they never counted on somebody like Dexter.