This is exactly why, once upon a time, TV sitcoms were so outlandish and fantastic: to offer the people a form of escape from the grim reports that plagued TV news every night, especially during such a tumultuous decade like the 1960s; it’s how we ended up with such gems as THE ADDAMS FAMILY, THE MUNSTERS, BEWITCHED, I DREAM OF JEANNIE, and the like. Nowadays, it’s like networks want “sitcoms” to be just as grim and dreary as the world around us is today, with unlikable jerkass characters who obsess over their sex lives (or lack thereof), because it supposedly makes shows “more believable” and “more relatable.” Give me any of the aforementioned shows, plus I LOVE LUCY, THE ANDY GRIFFITH SHOW, GREEN ACRES, M*A*S*H, HOGAN’S HEROES, THE ODD COUPLE, or SANFORD AND SON over any of the garbage on TV any day.
This is exactly why, once upon a time, TV sitcoms were so outlandish and fantastic: to offer the people a form of escape from the grim reports that plagued TV news every night, especially during such a tumultuous decade like the 1960s; it’s how we ended up with such gems as THE ADDAMS FAMILY, THE MUNSTERS, BEWITCHED, I DREAM OF JEANNIE, and the like. Nowadays, it’s like networks want “sitcoms” to be just as grim and dreary as the world around us is today, with unlikable jerkass characters who obsess over their sex lives (or lack thereof), because it supposedly makes shows “more believable” and “more relatable.” Give me any of the aforementioned shows, plus I LOVE LUCY, THE ANDY GRIFFITH SHOW, GREEN ACRES, M*A*S*H, HOGAN’S HEROES, THE ODD COUPLE, or SANFORD AND SON over any of the garbage on TV any day.