A sober man's study of an intoxicated one. Makes me want to prop Michael Bay in front of it, Clockwork Orange-style, and shout "This is how you do satire!" at deafening decibels. Truthfully, the peanut-brain would probably get off on it…which is how you do satire. Let the morons expose themselves, even as the viewers who fancy they're above it all (myself definitely included) quietly acknowledge the pleasure inherent—per George Carlin—in having gotten a ticket to the freak show. ("One…