When I was a kid and not feeling well, I used to watch the Joe Franklin show to help me sleep. In the days before cable and Tylenol PM, every other channel would play a test pattern at 1 am, and though it was a tough choice, I'd opt to watch good old Joe to cure my insomnia. The test patterns were slightly more exciting and would prevent me from relaxing enough so that I'd be able to sleep through my fever.
Now, years later, every time I hear John McCain say the phrase "My friends," he reminds me more and more of that charisma-less, Borscht-Belt syndicated talk show host of days gone by. The difference is Joe knew his place as a shlocky, third rate, poor man's Johnny Carson. He even embraced it. McCain, however, thinks he can run this country. I think he should just pull out of the race and consider doing a syndicated talk show himself . He can just take the following promo and photoshop his head onto Joe Franklin's body. No one would know the difference: