It's some kind of atavistic urge, a throwback to the days of "Must See TV."
So last night I turn it on, turn off the lights and lie down on the couch and tune in. It's one of those "very special" episodes in which Dr. Carter returns, only he's in Africa--Darfur as it happens. Within minutes, one of his fellow doctors says something along the lines of "Somalia, Sudan, New Orleans--If it's about Black people Americans just don't care." There followed many "war for oil" remarks. Yada, yada, yada.
This is not the first time, either. When last seen, Dr. Carter was bemoaning the greed of Big Pharma. Dr. Carter is becoming something of a bore. Can't they just treat some garden variety car crashes and gunshot wounds, jump into each other's pants and be done with it? Must I be lectured everytime I turn on the TV? No wonder reality TV is so popular. In real life no one breaks in on the action to deliver a homily about the evils of AmeriKKKa.