Grand Theft Auto [1], the ridiculously offensive and violent video game that scores big with kids [2] and grown buffoons alike, released its fourth edition this past week. Much to my delight, it's a keeper! I had a hunch that all the needless bloodshed, prostitute abuse, and vulgar language would get old and eventually give way to something a little more happy-go-Tootsie [3]. All our players need is a fresh set of linens and a decent meditation spot. With these things, they're good to go eat their soy dogs in peace.