Recently, I wrote a memorial to Rodney Dangerfield, a man whose comedy was predictable yet so natural that merely looking at him caused one to break into laughter. For him to say during his routine, “I get no respect,” is like The Rolling Stones playing “Satisfaction.” It was expected even though the audience had heard it a million times.

What made Dangerfield unique was his ability to relate to his audience. Adam Sandler needs to realize this. Sandler’s new CD, “Shhh…Don’t tell,” is an abomi- nation. I cannot relate to his bits about gay robots or “The Amazing Willy Wanker.”

What does amaze me is that Sandler, who can carry a tune about as far as I can carry Oprah Winfrey, made it onto the Billboard top 20 with a dance tune called “Secret.”

The real secret is how he has become so successful. I am all for stupid humor. The Three Stooges and the Marx Brothers are perfect examples. Three uncouth simpletons in need of anger management show that they are truly geniuses by getting themselves invited to high society parties average people could only imagine attending.

OK, at least there’s a point there somewhere. Sandler’s CD is pointless, mindless drivel that could only appeal to … to … I don’t know exactly. If you find this funny then it’s time to quit whatever it is you’re smoking.

Don’t get me wrong, Adam Sandler’s Chanukah Song is a holiday favorite. But this CD will go down as one of show businesses’ worst mistakes.