Like the title, injunctive. . . . The thing is, who's going to read it. I mean a monologue that goes on for three years breathing compassion for little kids and old people. To tell the honest truth, there's something in what Byron says to Charlie (Charlemagne) when he's baby-sitting, about being stuck with dumb names for instance, and it really gets to you the way Charlie always wants to hug him. Yeah, something happens. Byron's taste in television changes. O.K., so I won't be funny. Charlie tries to kill himself and his mother sends him to a 'school for emotionally disturbed children' and Byron talks her out of it. And old Mr. Humdinger from Sunnyfield Home makes a great exit. Like old Ross says, ""To go into total darkness with a fart into the eye of the color TV camera,"" that's something. Oh hell, language doesn't mean a damn thing. lt's like long hair. Anyhow that's what Byron's saying. . . to the parents of Everyson, maybe.