On January 31st, 1999 the world got its first taste of a brilliant new comedy. The show was top notch quality, far ahead of its time, with raunchy cleverness and a unique style of humor that many would come to mock (Matt Stone and Trey Parker) but which the fans loved. Though the critics labelled it a Simpsons knock-off, the fans knew this was something else, something new and exciting. Then Fox cancelled it after two seasons. I suppose viewers had to stop living in the dark ages and figure out that it was past the year 2000 and, yes, you could in fact say "penis" on TV. Fortunately they did figure this out and strong DVD sales prompted Fox to renew Family Guy for a third season.
Looking back on the show, I can see there were many indications that it was worsening, the most prominent example being Stewie's character arc. Anyone wondering about when the show's quality was declining need look no further than at how flamboyantly gay Stewie is acting in any given episode. Beginning as a hilarious diabolical genius baby bent on world domination, I can think only that Stewie's slow but steady transformation into a Pinot Noir-sipping fashion fetishist art snob is the result of the occasional release of methane from Seth MacFarlane's ever expanding head.
It's sad how Family Guy went off the rails. In trying to watch the newer episodes I feel a painful knot in my stomach, my body's reflexive response to beholding total imaginative emptiness. At this point there is no way the show can relapse into goodness, forever being tainted by its last three seasons. Personally, I recommend taking Family Guy out behind the shed, then sending it to live on a nice farm somewhere. But hey, if you like lots of jabs at Disney's alleged antisemitism, fart jokes, and deafsploitation, then Family Guy is definitely the show for you.