Davy & Goliath.
Blasted mealy-mouthed boring little jerk.
AND his dog!
Shows my grandparents watched that I couldn’t stand:
I Love Lucy
The Beverly Hillbillies
Shows some of my friends and neighbors liked that I couldn’t stand:
Green Acres
The Banana Splits
Pretty much anything with a laugh track. I mostly didn’t want to see stuff that was funny anyhow — I wanted suspense and tension and drama and something important and good versus evil and al lthat kind of stuff!
It’s not just you, although I am not embarrased by it. I was even the right age when I first saw it. It was a slow building hate, though. I was supposed to like it. I wanted to like it at first. It kept offering what seemed like it would be interesting, especially visits to the Magic Kingdom, but consistently kept not delivering. Over time constantly underperforming even my lowering expectations built up a real hate for the show until I stopped watching in disgust.
The Watergate hearings were the best TV show ever, bar none. Hosted by everyone’s favorite “simple country lawyer,” Sam Ervin, with his acerbic drawl. (He helped take down McCarthy too.) Plenty of drama, and all the while you knew that Nixon was toast…
Any sports my brothers wanted to watch. I am okay with some now. I think I just wanted my own way, my brothers were too formidable for me to win that one.
You don’t exaggerate. I was eight, and remember wishing they’d break away from the news coverage to show Andy Griffith (I think it was) on Friday night.
I was pretty much glued to the TV over that long weekend, so I saw Ruby kill Oswald and remember watching Jackie kiss the coffin and John Jr salute as it happened. When I see coverage of the funeral today, I’m struck by how much clearer the images were as it was being broadcast live. (And no, I don’t think this is just my memory playing tricks on me.)
Full House
I didn’t actually like most of the stuff on TV, in that I didn’t spend a ton of time watching it, but I actively disliked Full House in a way I didn’t dislike the vast majority of other shows I might have a chance at stumbling on. It was just too twee, bland, and unbelievably hokey in a way not even Home Improvement or most other 1990s sitcoms were.
The Watergate hearings may have been fascinating for adults, but for a 7 year old they were boring. I don’t remember watching, but I DO remember saying “Watergate” was my least favorite show with my parents / older siblings saying it was “important”.
No love for Soap Operas
I didn’t hate Road Runner / Bugs Bunny, but I always felt sorry for the carnivores (not Elmer).
I didn’t care for Sigmund the Sea Monster or HR Puff N Stuff, but I did love Land of the Lost.
Brian
You and I are twin souls, separated at birth! I might have been getting a bit too old for cartoons by then, but I loathed Hanna-Barbera cheap, primitive, bumbling shit. Yogi and Boo-Boo, Top Cat, Huckleberry Hound - loathed them all.
I remember a loooooong ways back, we would be watching old black and white Popeye cartoons, and I was inordinately disturbed at the ugly S&M tinged beatings and torments between Popeye and Bluto. I found it sickening, but of course I just sat there, appalled. No one cared what we were watching. It was a cartoon, it kept us sitting there quietly. Some many years later, it was cleaned up, lightened up, and not so violent. (and of course, it was like Popeye had been Hanna-Barbera’d - I kind of missed the ornate dreamlike artwork of the grotesque old Popeye, lol.)
See also: The Three Stooges. LOATHED THEM. Was always hoping Moe would actually pull out Curley’s eyeball out, or rip off Larry’s nose, and he would be arrested and they would disappear from tv forever.
I hated I Love Lucy reruns.
Still do.
:D:D:D And Eight is Enough. That horrible youngest kid with the enormous head! and blubbery balding Dick Van Patten dispensing wisdom…I always wondered how the wife could allow the Pillsbury dough boy to endlessly impregnate her.
Brady Bunch - my sister used to watch it every day after school. When I’d complain that she’d already seen an episode and I wanted to watch something else, she’d say “I’ve never seen this one before!” Even though I could rattle off the entire plot of the episode, she’d swear she never saw it and refused to change the channel.
Funny thing is, my wife does the same thing to me now with “Castle” reruns. “I’ve never seen this one before!” 
I was four when Howdy Doody was on and I watched it, of course, they put me in front of the tv at supper time alone so I could watch it. But there was a live in-show commercial that sent me running in terror and covering my ears, for a good five minutes: A sponsor was, I think, Puffed Wheat ‘shot out of a cannon’ and I would watch in horror as they stuffed some cereal in, I guess. And Clarabelle the clown would climb in, and they would light the fuse on the cannon! The horror! I was only four and believed Clarabelle would not shoot out of the cannon in one piece, unharmed, but would come out in an explosion of blood and guts spraying all over the Peanut Gallery! Mixed with soggy puffed wheat. So I had to run out of the room when I saw that happen every. single. episode. 
Soul Train. WTF? Perfectly good Saturday morning cartoons followed by this crap?
And if I flipped channels, we had neat Canadian cartoons on Global, until they finished, followed by “AgriNews.”
When cable was invented, it was awesome, until now, when it’s not.
Perhaps she liked One Toke Over the Line.
The version I heard was that some kid blew some game and Bozo announced that he would not be winning the day’s grand prize. The kid said “Shit!” Bozo replied: “That’s a Bozo no-no!” Then the kid says: “Cram it, clownie.” Multiple kids I knew all claimed they knew the kid in this story, and of course it was always someone different.
Soap operas, talk shows and televangelists were all intolerable for me. As I got older, sitcoms were added to the list. Then around 1980, I pretty much stopped watching made for TV shows as I came to perceive them as filler between ads. I have yet to regret this decision.
Or Annette Funicello I guess…
I couldn’t stand how my college roommate insisted on watching “Kung Fu” every week.
Yes that’s what I was about to say. It was on Sunday mornings and was the only thing close to being a cartoon and it sucked.
^ This one was a classic episode (NSFW).