Yippee-ki-yay, Mr Falcon!

      A clever, flip little article here from The Guardian about one of the Not-So-Good Doctor's pet peeves, the inane degree of censorship in American broadcasting.   It reminds me, once again, how glad I am to live in Canada where CTV airs The Sopranos uncensored, Bravo still shows all the stuff they shouldn't show, and even TVO and CBC tend to leave adult films (not pornographic films but films for adults instead of teens and tweens) in tact; and then there's Showcase, which airs everything, including films that (pardon the pun) ride that fine line between art and pornography, ejaculations et al. And all those are stations on basic cable.   Blessèd be, blessèd be, else (who knows) maybe I'd be stuck thinking that the rapists in Deliverance, suddenly having developed Boston accents, tell Ned Beatty to "squeal, little porker, squeal!"