The show that wasted most of my time was The Dukes of Hazzard, followed closely by Scooby-Doo. Two of the most predicable shows ever. I don’t know why they ever made more than one episode, when they could have just repeated the same one over and over and nobody would have noticed.
The evillest show around must have been the A-Team. Hackneyed theme (some good guys accused of war crime in Vietnam). Ridiculous premise (same good guys become nice caring mercenaries). The happiest violence on TV. Sure, most show are violent, but only on the A-Team could you blow up a jeep in a foreign country, have the whole crew climb out unharmed, and get away with it. Every show was a series of morally unassailable explosions.
My fantasy: a closing episode to the Dukes of Hazzard. About two minutes into the show, Bo and Luke get pursued by Roscoe and Enos to a bridge under repair. Actually, the whole section of the bridge is gone, with a downward slope section. So instead of jumping the canyon, the Duke boys hurtle downward toward the opposite wall. After a short (seven-minute) commercial break, we return to find the General Lee smashed to bits, with blood and autoparts all over the canyon floor. There is a faint gurgling sound issuing from under the vehicle’s more-or-less intact roof, with the Confederate flag obscure by debris. The next seen is a very sombre funeral, with Daisy and Cooter looking very upset. After another commercial break (seven more minutes), we see Uncle Jesse drinking a huge bottle of whiskey with a revolver to his head. The screen goes blank, there is the sound of a gunshot. Then there are commercials until the next show comes on, ten minutes later.