Webster is better than any of that Norman Lear shit and certainly better than that stupid and racist-ass buckbreaker show Modern Family. Susan Clark was 10 times the actress either Dana Plato or Julie Bowen ever were, and Katherine Calder-Young Papadopolis going from not wanting children at all to becoming a family therapist was a more interesting character arc than Kimberly Drummond virtue signaling while still being a damsel in distress or anything anyone on that stupid racist-ass buckbreaker show ever did.

Just as we only tolerated All in the motherfucking racist ass honky cracker Family to get The Jeffersons and we only tolerated that babykilling breeder bitch Maude to get Good Times, we only tolerated Diff’rent Strokes to get The Facts of Life.

Silver Spoons was too good a show to waste on that buckbreaker Norman Lear. Ricky‘s mother should have taken him and all of his coworkers to Alan Landsburg Productions instead. They made one of the funniest shows of all-time with Gimme A Break! until NBC ruined it by demanding they become an eat-your-vegetables show (literally and figuratively) while making every established female character other than Nell a corpse or a cipher. Meanwhile, absolutely everyone Nell yelled at deserved it and then some. They still do. Cracker breeder goy communism must be vanquished by every means necessary. Even the worst episodes of that show still have an advantage over everything by Norman Lear: mainly the fact that Norman Lear had nothing to do with it. That’s why it holds up so well. Everything by Norman Lear is permanently disqualified from the test of time. Eric Monte, the REAL reason for the success of Lear’s most successful shows, said it point blank: “Norman Lear is a racist, a liar, a thief, and a hypocrite.” If we put murderers to death, then stealing from thieves is Leviticus 24:19–21 in action, just like George Jefferson calling the oppressor classes “honkies.”

That’s why Webster wins. All hail Webster. Happy 40th anniversary, you honky-loving sellout!