Dr. Kookie, You're Right!

Dr. Kookie, spawn of Chicago syndicated columnist Royko, is convinced the world is mad. Appropriately enough, this sixth collection of ``Dr. Kookie'' columns opens with a section on religious fanaticism (``Hallelujah!''), then goes on to visit six padded cells, one containing Wall Streeters, another ``big buck'' fishermen, sizing up greed in the U.S., crime, war between the sexes, politics. In ``Okay, World, Everybody on the Couch,'' Royko relates bizarre encounters involving the likes of ``the Avon lady'' who catches a startled customer in his shower and seven disciples who sue a transcendental meditation guru for failing to teach them to fly, that is, rise off the floor. Other targets include Ronald Reagan and his religion (or lack of it), the Texas Hunt brothers who tried to corner the world silver market, Joe Namath and the ``Yuppability'' dialect, sensible shoes for women and Sylvester Stallone's war record. Exuberantly cynical, this is vintage Royko. (Oct.)