Where Is President Grant Buried?

Okay, I admit it, I watch Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader? I'm addicted to quiz shows, and have been all my life, going back to The $64,000 Question. When I first lived in Italy I learned Italian watching Rischiatutto, which means "Risk Everything," a version of Double or Nothing. I'm a Jeopardy-aholic, and even once loved to watch The Newlyweds Game, if for nothing else than to discover it was the brides who were always super horny and the young husbands who had the most headaches when it came time to "make whoopee." Alas, however, like so much in our culture void today, the quiz show has been dumbed down. On Deal or No Deal, which I watched in Italy before it ever got to this side of the Atlantic, you don't even have to answer questions, you just eliminate sums of money. Even Jeopardy isn't the challenge it once was, with clues that now take you by the hand and lead you to the answer in the form of a question. ("Theatre with the same name as a car where a president was assassinated." Answer: "What is Ford?") 5th Grader scrapes the bottom of the barrel, with 11-year olds who hoot and cackle like a cage full of monkeys when the imbecile adults struggle with toughies like "How many i's are there in the word imbecile?" I love it. But my favorite quiz show of all time was in Italy. Called Colpo Grosso (translation: "Jackpot"), contestants had to strip off articles of clothing when they missed questions. Now that's genius.