People in the world of T. J. Hooker are automatons and object types, reacting predictably to 'new' situations.
Situations, I think, created in the mind of T. J. Hooker himself.
This assertion is compelling and changes the whole meaning of the show. The plots, for example, are so shockingly repetitive and wish-fulfilling as to suggest a cherished daydream. Certainly the one-sided crooks and sidekicks lend credence to this idea.
[...] If each episode started with Hooker falling asleep or staring absently from behind his desk, the series would have been received as a work of genius.
ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE is scrawled in blood red lettering on the side of the Chemical Bank ...
... and above one of the doors covered by red velvet drapes in Harry's is a sign and on the sign in letters that match the drapes' colors are the words THIS IS NOT AN EXIT.