It’s Official: WWE RAW Can’t Get Any Worse
Exposition constantly explains the endless repetition.
You are told, every week, what happened the prior week and "earlier tonight" as Vince McMahon repeatedly kicks you in the shin. Commentary. Dialogue. Angles. Continuity. Energy. Other than the odd surprised reaction of "Hey, that match was actually pretty damn good," WWE RAW is dead. The ThunderDome does not help. It's all so bleak and fake and sterile. But then, it's not too dissimilar to what it was like in the old world. How best to accurately convey just how horrendous this show is?
RAW is the worst wrestling product not named Heroes of Wrestling that doesn't even have a perversely entertaining quality to it. The matches on 2000 WCW Nitro were shorter. The TNA of 2002 at least had a madcap energy to it. The attempts to get sh*t over were, at least, harebrained. WWE somehow contrives to saddle the two extremes of excruciating and emptiness.
WWE Monday Night RAW is such an irredeemably bad television programme that even the most rabid Fedpilled ultras have taken to burying it in a bid to put over SmackDown as something better than it really is. Monday Night RAW facilitates bargaining, not enjoyment, among the fanatical most intent on enjoying it, whether it's good or not. That's how irredeemably bad it is.
The idea that Vince McMahon is a Jekyll and Hyde figure in 2021 - Vince Russo on Mondays and Bill Watts on Fridays - is infuriating. But still...SmackDown, technically, is better than RAW. But then so is stubbing your toe.
It at least creates a sensation.