I've seen the last two or three minutes while I'm waiting for Matlock
to come on. I always think that I can handle it, and I always end up
regretting it. It goes far beyond the garden variety abuse of shows
like, say, "Little House On The Prairie."
The molestation it visits on the viewer is Satanic in it's intensity.
It is up there with, yes, Dr. Phil himself.
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