While some have rightly pointed out the slight change of tone the show took on in its fifth season, when it became slightly darker, this episode marks the true departure of any halfway worthwhile ideas. The arrival of mediocrity is signaled by no more appropriate a harbinger than 1990s bottom-feeder Jerry Springer. As for the episode's content itself, this was the first of many an uninspired, insipid and, most criminally, utterly irrelevant series of subjects centered around the imaginary concept of "female freedom" (freedom from what, you ask? you may as well ask a five-year-old what he means when he demands independence; both are silly and self-defeating notions).
In plain words, the show pretty much degenerated into celluloid manure after this.
In plain words, the show pretty much degenerated into celluloid manure after this.