Was it here that I once read that there is a rehab center in the L.A. area (where else?) (or more than one like it!) where you are driven up to the door of a nice, elegant modern clinic, the paparazzi are waiting outside, get out of the limo which drives off, walk inside, go to the reception desk, take care of the formalities, payments, etc, jeez, it takes so damn long, finally are able to start walking that long corridor straight toward the back door exit, open it, go out, through the nice manicured garden to the circular driveway, where your chauffeur is waiting, engine running, the Eagles playing on the cassette tape deck inside, no paparazzis are allowed anywhere near, get in that limo and ride off to party down as ever before!
Time was non-drinkers would join AA in Hollywood to make business contacts.