The only reason why I periodically watch conventional late-night television like “The Tonight Show” is because I want to pick up on some new jokes to enliven my sadly depleted, too often thread-bare repertoire of cornball. As soon as Jay’s monologue and specials like “Headlines” are over, off goes the Tube. I have long realized that the Leno comic routine is going stale with too many sexual innuendos, bad puns, and listless jokes that lack a punchline, but that doesn’t stop me from watching him with the hope that some novel will pop up. Unlike Letterman on CBS with his dry cerebral gig, there were times when Leno at NBC really hit the old solar plexus with lines that were uproarious and satirical. Leno lived to challenge the male ego in all of us to learn to live within ourselves and not get too far ahead of the game when it comes to performing. Humour was also found in challenging our knowledge about the greater world and the commodities we consume. With Leno, middle-class America, in the form of fading, greying baby-boomers like myself, have learned to have a good laugh at its own failings, but now with the arrival of a new generation of social media, tech savvy interneters who care not for late-night shows, the media giants like NBC are desperately looking for ways to boost their lagging ratings. That means Jay finally has to go. Unlike the last time when he relinquished the job to O’Brien only to be wooed back within the year, this time there will be no redux performance. Jimmy Fallon is the new man and, from what I have seen, not much of an improvement on Leno other than the fact that he is a new face, younger, and a different set of joke writers turning out the one-liners.