Think of the year as one big campaign: for ”family values,” for political change, for the right to bare arms and breasts and shaven skulls and assorted formerly private body parts. The race was on for would-be Presidents, for would-be talk-show hosts, for a cure for a disease that continues its tragic course of destruction. In 1992, entertainment and public discourse became utterly, seamlessly intertwined as rappers held press conferences, the morning’s crime headlines spawned instant TV movies, and the private lives of Woody and Mia overtook the art they made together. The producers of one sitcom prompted a debate about single motherhood that helped unseat the old administration; the creators of another sitcom produced the documentary that helped elect a new administration. News-with-a-capital-N merged with Entertainment-with-a-capital-E. And as a result, everyone was on a first-name basis with everyone else: Spike and Ross, Madonna and Hillary, Arsenio and Fergie, Gennifer and Oprah. Sometimes it was hard to tell who was real, who was made-for-TV. But we kept tabs. Here’s news you can use of the drama that was 1992.