On one hand you could say that Bob Barker isn\'t that important, on the other hand you could say that he is. The public at large will always remember him as this nice old man who gave away millions of prizes. To get him to come back is a huge rating coup that the current regime will thoroughly enjoy the spoils to.
I\'ve cut down communications by about 90% with a long-term friend of mine because he\'s become both insufferable and incoherent in his complaints about everything. He thinks that the world would be a terrific place if we\'d all just give up our sovereignty and do what he wants, even if he doesn\'t quite understand it himself, and can\'t explain why we should give up our cars just so our ancestors a thousand years in the future can have a planet to live on. (when pressed he was unable to expand upon this point.) It got so bad that when discussing Why I\'m A Libertarian, he asked me point blank, what I\'d do if my upstairs neighbors had a wading pool filled with kerosene. (As it happens, my answer involved lots of prayer, but not the backstroke.)
My friend, like Johnny here, is a nothing-burger. Nobody is going to follow either through the gates of Hell because we can\'t understand them. Even if we could put their word salad into something resembling a thought, we don\'t buy in anyway because we have lives and bills and crap. When Bob comes out of retirement again to announce that he\'s running for senator on a platform of mandatory pet castration, let\'s talk. Until then, let\'s not.
