Now, Bob, master your knee jerk eye-poke: Brooks is a regular on the Lehrer show, paired with Shields for, cough, balance. Muddle v. muddle, judge-judied by muddle. Brooks is the only one of the three without orange hair, the other two a generation older. And he's near wattleless. His sparse hair is honest compared to the henna, hair enhancer, make-up and wrinkle filler on the two turkied-geezers seeming coutured by the same Madame Toussaint as Peter Jennings' boyish mortician deathshead. Which returns to the Osama make-over. His nose looks much bigger, longer and wider, eyes closer together. The sage-of-the-desert color combination of his face and hands, beard, robe, hat and backdrop look as if it was shot in New Mexico, or maybe Israel pretending Lawrence of Arabia remake. So who's holding the sage, and where, who's scripting the spiel, who's got the most to gain to keep Osama unburied, dead or alive? Most exciting, though, is who's gonna launch the election day massive massacre on behalf of the pret a porter suspects, in the can and ready to show.