Jumping the Shark, as it has become known, is the moment when a television show does something ridiculous in order to keep ratings. The term originated when, on Happy Days, Fonzie and the crew went on vacation to California and Fonzie agreed to jump over a shark pit on water skis (wearing his leather jacket, of course!).
I've held onto this for a few days now, knowing that my voice carries a tremendous amount of weight with millions of 24 viewers, or at least with a a dozen or so. But I feel like 24 jumped the shark on Monday night with the revelation of Jack's family. Why, Fox, Why? What was a highly improbable, but totally addicting and somehow believable show crossed the line.
Will I quit watching? No. Will I remain an avid fan? Yes. 24 is like family to me and when family lets you down or does something outrageously stupid, your love for them compells you to stand by their side; to give them a chance for redemption.
Oh, and what are the odds that Jack's nephew is really his son? Gee, maybe 100%?????