Hey gang,
As Buzz Hackett might put it: "That dude, Inspector Hamilton, he ain't no Sheriff Patterson!"
Yes, while the inspector is a tall, articulate and impeccably attired sleuth, the sheriff is a husky, laconic ("just-the-facts, ma'am"), uniformed flatfoot.
Inspector Hamilton impresses me as the sort of cerebral criminal investigator who enjoys reading Thoreau's "The Maine Woods, " or the latest issue of "The New Yorker" during his free time. Whereas Sheriff Patterson impresses me as the sort of "regular guy" criminal investigator who enjoys reading Mickey Spillane's "I, the Jury," or the latest issue of "True Magazine" during his off-duty hours.
Parallel Time's Inspector Hamilton and Real Time's Sheriff George Patterson, two entirely disparate senior police officials. As different as Lord Peter Wymsey is from "Popeye" Doyle. As antipodal in their investigative techniques as Inspector Morse is from Detective Andy Sipowicz.
Yet, they are both dedicated lawmen, determined to relentlessly track down the wanted culprit, be it PT Quentin or RT Adam (albeit, unfortunately up to now, without much success!).
Bob the Bartender, who wonders: Who done it to Carolyn?