In other words: Another stop on the long, relentless march from brilliance to dismal, that has become the American cultural story. A shadow of its former self, a He-Man and She-Ra to the Bullwinkle and Looney Tunes of its glory days. But gosh, you can actually see every hair, shadow and reflection! Ain't those computers somethin'? I shudder to think of the smooth-brained, witless, literal-minded, unimaginative adults we're raising on all this drek. If the species survives, the dinner parties will be grim.