All’s I can tell you is, I doubt it was as entertaining as the re-runs of “Monk” I watched instead. — Though I grant, it was probably a bit more street, as the kids say.* **** update: Inexplicably, these folks all bothered to turn on and tune in. Reached for comment, the ghost of Timothy Leary papered his uppers with happyface tabs, then tried, with mixed success, to reach the

— A Utopia, of sorts, where “unity” prevails — even if in order to do so free speech is (like some bad Disney project) “re-imagined” as a right that is heavily policed by the state, with the upshot being that only the speech that doesn’t hurt or offend or cause a rift in the progressive unity continuum is protected, with the rest relegated to a growing repository for what is