Say what you want about the quality of television these days, but there’s no denying we’re in the Golden Age of the Anti-Hero. Over the past decade we’ve seen sympathetic characters be made out of hoagie munching, skull cracking Mafia bosses (Tony Soprano), philandering plastic surgeons with a penchant for buggery (Christian Troy), a serial killer (Dexter), a self-destructive misanthrope (Hank Moody from Californication), and that misanthrope’s nebbish ancestor (Larry David). Now comes along a deadbeat Dad turned male prostitute in the form of Ray Drecker from HBO’s new series …