Rogan cycles through all the predictable targets -- wokeness! gender! -- but his gags are neither illuminating nor original. His stage persona is of the bro happily talking nonsense that you shouldn’t take seriously. That he gets right.

There’s no need for polish when the goal is outrage fodder past its expiration date.

If you know Rogan, you know exactly what you’re getting with this special … even if the special’s title might need to be clarified for those not familiar with the idiom it offers.

But, as the sweat patches spread, and the bellowing ratchets up to new volumes, so does the cringe, as Joe brings us on a tour of his own personal rabbit holes.