Bring the Prada sunnies, the papers and an appetite if you′re heading here for breakfast.

Glad am I that your highness is so arm'd / To bear the tidings of calamity.

Please join us for Shabbat tonight.

And, (4), we’re not really even seeing “characters” at all: it’s not Major Frank Burns, pathetic self-important putz from Fort Wayne, Indiana; it’s Larry Linville of Ojai, California, actor stoic enough to endure thousands of letters (still coming in, even in syndication) from pseudo-voyeurs berating him for being a putz from Indiana.