This NBC fiasco has me thinking about network greed, and how the late-night TV shows have become, in comparison with the Carson and Cavett era of intelligent interviews, humorous sketches and inspired comedy bits, featuring stars and legends that are sadly absent from the landscape today, just weak imitations that actually find their origins in the 50s show hosted by Steve Allen, who was followed by the inimitable Jack Paar, who then stepped aside for Johnny, who sadly left his mantle to Dave, who was then ambushed by the Peacock gang in favor of Jay, who now finds that his recent coup to return to the “Tonight Show” at the expense of the more loved, but less-viewed Conan, has made him unpopular with the general public, and that he may actually take it on the chin when he resumes his role as the “Captain Obvious” of late-night talk, once we all finish watching the winter Olympics and begin looking for the color of spring, which will surely remind us that life is best observed outdoors, when things are coming to life again, and not through the idiot-box in the front room.