Oh yea, Green Acres. i did have trouble with the show because it didn’t understand farming at all. I, as a farmer, was offended.
It was later that I learned that the show was much more surreal than I ever noticed (in a good way), and that Hollywood never gets ANY profession right.
but I still watched every episode.
With me farming was not the issue. As I saw it, the premise of Green Acres treated swindling as a laughing matter. I don’t agree with that. Hence the appellation “Pat Butface.”
In addition to my dislike for Mr. Rogers I already admitted to, I recall cringing at The Beverly Hillbillies. Even as a kid I felt like us Southerners didn’t need anything else in the world that made us look any worse.
But I did like Green Acres and Petticoat Junction, which is strange considering all 3 of these universes overlapped, mainly at Sam Drucker’s Store.
What was your beef about Mister Rogers? I see nothing wrong with entertaining and educating children at the same time…
For the record, my ancestry is Southern too. I have found that I am distantly related to Robert E. Lee. What I didn’t like was Granny’s attitude toward the Confederacy vs. the North, and moonshining.
See Post #2 of this thread for my kid-thoughts on Mr. Rogers. 
I just posted a reply/agreement on GWTW in the “Unpopular Opinions” thread over in the IMHO Forum, so I am a passionate Southerner and know all about the trickiness of navigating that in today’s world.
As for the Beverly Hillbillies, it was mainly Jethro…gottdam, nobody is that stupid. I get it, it was supposed to be endearingly funny, but it was painful for me as I felt I was constantly fighting the “Southerners are stupid” stereotype. It taught me early that it is no fun to be the butt of the joke and have people laugh AT you versus laughing WITH you. The Green Acres and Petticoat Junction characters didn’t leave me with that feeling for some reason.
And I happen to know that in real life, Robert E. Lee graduated SECOND in his class at West Point. 
I just read your post there. So you had no specific reason.
“I do not love thee, Doctor Fell…”
Yeah, I didn’t really elaborate, did I? A couple of others echoed their distaste for The Neighborhood along the way in here too. For me it was just dorky and lame and so sugary sweet it gave me a toothache. The story lines didn’t spike any curiosity within me, and the way he zipped up that sweater and put on those buddies just irritated the mud out of me. He made me feel very talked down to.
These are subjects I adore discussing. You are very much tempting me to hijack, but I will mind my manners and resist the urge.
You were probably a bit beyond his target age group (2 to 4) at the time. I used to also watch Mr. Rogers and found myself getting more annoyed with the program as I got older (i.e., past age 5). I think that’s typical for most kids. Once you grow out of something your first impulse is to hate it for being “babyish”.
Were you a little kid at the time, or a Ph.D.? I have had some teaching experience and I would like to hear your constructive criticism on Fred Rogers’ techniques.
Lee came up with a poignant quote once: “It is well that war is so terrible–we would grow too fond of it.” 
He annoyed me, simple as that. I think the show overall was too babyish for anyone over the age of 3 or 4, and I did say I think part of it was that I was too old for it at the time. Even the opening music sounded like one of those stuffed animal wind-up baby toys.
Those damn puppets with no moving mouths were the worst. The cat who half talked and half meowed her way through everything, and another one of the them was this really ugly old woman named Lady Elaine Something who looked like a burn victim.
I just didn’t dig it.
It is no different than others here who have expressed similar dislike for HR Puffinstuf, the Banana Spilts and the Teletubbies.
Just wasn’t my thang.
If your peter stays blue for more than 4 hours, see a doctor.
It may just be that his audience was the kids 3 to 4 years old. If you are not that age, well, don’t scorn it…you perhaps should come up with something better for that age group…
Only stuff I can think of genuinely hating back at a young age was when they’d have some token “girls show” between a block of much more appropriate (to a boy like me) shows for the day.
And because we didn’t get a TV with remote until 87, I couldn’t even change the channel without getting off my lazy butt and walking over to the TV, so half the time it was just easier to let JEM or the original My Little Pony, or She Ra keep playing in the back ground and grab a comic or magazine or even a gasp book to read while waiting for the next “boys show” to come on.
I recall watching Night Gallery once when I was a lad and it scared the crap out of me. I had nightmares for days afterwards.
Lost in Space. Loathed it. That monotonous robot, the supercilious Dr. Smith, and all that sitcom cheeriness on such a bleak set. Every time June Lockheart said a line, I expected Lassie to come bounding in.
Night Gallery didn’t scare me because I was a teen by then, but Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock, and the Outer Limits creeped me out for weeks. There was a Twilight Zone episode where this guy (William Shatner???) kept asking questions of this fortune-telling machine at a diner. The machine had a devil’s head on it. Scared me for days. Or the Hitchcock episode where they guy gets the jar containing stuff that looks like human hair and eyes. Shudder.
But the one that terrified me and every kid who watched it was “The Clockman” episode on (believe it or not) Shirley Temple Presents.
Sports in general, that’s what I hate. from nfl to the olympics cannot turn the channel or power off fast enough, but I didn’t think of it because I dont think of annoying athletic performances as a show as much as a waste of time that for some reason never ends when it’s supposed to, with no repercussions.
Finding out rasslin was “fake” ironically turned me right around on it and and I became a huge fan after that.
I never liked Captain Kangaroo. I always preferred the early morning cartoons. I watched Tom and Jerry, and Looney Tunes until just before the school bus came at 7:40 AM.
My younger, five year old self, preferred Romper Room instead of Captain Kangaroo.