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"Why do I have to get out of bed? Where's the law that says a man has to get out of bed. Doggone, I'm not going to. I'm going to stay in bed all day!" And he does! Can you imagine Ward Cleaver questioning the very fabric of human behavior?
Sadly, some of the later episodes, where Rick and Dave are grown and married and Ozzie rarely seen, are at first viewing boring to point of tears. But I pretended to be an M.A. in Literature and generally Stanley Fished my way through the shows, discovering that Ozzie was the proto postmodernist, creating fiction without a center long before Misters Fish and De Mann received their high school diplomas.
At its best, The Adventures of Ozzie and Harriet is brilliantly creative, presenting a real family displaying an ideal, but (seemingly) genuine love and compassion. At its transitory worst, it's a delightful MUTE button on the media dreck seeking to suffocate your soul.
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