Though the title suggests a send-up of the quasi journalism that's so often been the story in '04, this sketch revue is more standard-issue than that, a Capitol Steps-like survey of the political system's eternal hypocrisies inflected with a stiff dose of Republiphobia. As in a lot of this fall's left-leaning humor, the joke often comes down to the unbelievability of our situation: though the picture the show paints of our current masters may seem like a Weimar-era Dada grotesque, it's actually a naturalistic portrait. Given this fact, more of the gibes here are toothless than you'd expect. But the seasoned ensemble lands a fair number of solid hits, and Marc Warzecha's skulking, sniggering, appropriately approximate dude-rancher caricature of Bush 43 is a guilty delight. Directed by Jim Carlson. Through 10/30: Sat 8:30 PM. Then Tue 11/2, 8 PM. Chicago Historical Society, 1601 N. Clark, 312-337-3992. $15.