No one's needs in life were better beamed to anyone from outer space! We had an antena to get Cleveland from one hundred fifty miles East! I couldn't be better prepared to deal with what's really out there.

What's My Line was an early example of progress. Women were frequent and regular panelists. Kittie Carlyle was on there when I was still sucking, also the lovely Ms. Francis. They had every smart chick. Minority stand up comedians were panelists. Also, non-traditional identity persons who kept it half wrapped.

I was more mature, though puerile, when I began to see in myself star qualities associated with Wally Cox and Paul Linde. Entitlement is hard wired. Too bad it's twisted.