There are few celebrities who almost nothing ill can be said of. I think that Johnny Carson is one of them. We’ve been missing him terribly since his gentle brand of humor vanished from our television screens, replaced by crass jokes that appealed to baser instincts. Sadly, there won’t be another Johnny, and our culture is the poorer for it.
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