Aaaaagh! Oh no!" Were the cries heard around the country last week as people hoping to watch their daily television shows were greeted with live coverage of who else but O.J. Simpson and that wonderful circus called a trial. The overcoverage monster has once again reared his ugly head.

O.J.'s story has taken over daytime television with a plot that seems to be right off a soap opera. It has edged its way into tabloid television shows and night-time news shows.

The talk of originally interested television viewers now has turned to, "Haven't we seen enough?"

For weeks I dreaded its coming. O.J. Simpson was going to be on trial and the whole sordid tale was going to be rehashed and televised on the little screen. It was inescapable.

My thoughts drifted back to the early days of this fiasco, when my father and brother could be found sitting as close as possible to our television screen. No, they were not watching O.J. They were trying to watch the tiny basketball game going on in the corner of the screen while a white Ford Bronco drove around the California freeways and across television sets around the United States.

But this just foreshadowed what was to come.

It seems to me that O.J. has managed to secure more air time than the Persian Gulf War. And this trial, which could go on for months, already has secured a TV monopoly. Can we not turn on our TVs any more without facing the disappointing fact that the only programs are either O.J.'s trial, speculation of O.J.'s trial, analyzation of O.J.'s trial, recaps of O.J.'s trial . . . I think you get the picture.

Television seems to have caught the O.J. Simpson bug and its main symptom is overcoverage.

But is it any wonder that television has jumped at the chance to cover O.J. Simpson? Take, for example, television movies. The O.J. Simpson trial is a made-for-TV movie that is cheaper than producing an actual movie.

That does not mean that there will not be television movies. It is inevitable. There already has been one on Fox. I wouldn't be surprise if a new Naked Gun movie comes out poking fun at the whole rigmarole surrounding O.J. Hertz could make commercials showing O.J. driving around the freeways in a Hertz rental car. This column in itself feeds the overcoverage machine.

There is no escape other than moving to a secluded cave somewhere and waiting for the whole sordid affair to be over. Let me know where this haven for television watchers is and I, too, will join you.