Let's see. Fifteen minutes on a child-killer, ten minutes on a soap opera star with no real story this time, two minutes on Kay Jamison. This was shaping up to be Jerry Springer meets Entertainment Tonight.
What bailed out the show was the final segment with actress Jennifer Lewis, who talked about "doing the work." I was starting to roll my eyes at the thought of the general public learning about our illness from yet another person in TV or film, but Jennifer turned out to be smart and personable and funny, and presented a human face to the illness.
Then a hurried one-minute wrap-up with Kay Jamison. End of show.
If Oprah calls, tell her I'm busy. Who am I kidding? Hand me the phone.

