Which would suck anyway, but plenty of sitcoms are like that. The difference between this and a sitcom, however, is that the stakes are incredibly high and the meaning is implicit, and the main character is unchangingly awful. Which, I don't need a sympathetic lead at all, but the "unchangingly" part is pretty wearing. Will she learn? No, because that would involve a change to the status quo. Will she heal? No, the show is too gross for that. Will anybody ever get the upper hand? No, because that would be defeatist, which sucks because for any bad thing to happen to Jackie at this point, somebody's going to have to win, and the only way she can go anywhere or develop in any direction is for somebody else to win, but they can't win -- a woman can't win, a man certainly can't win, a child can't win -- because then the show eats itself and starts contradicting itself even more than it already does. I'm left with only the need to root for Jackie, and zero of the tools to do so.

Which doesn't leave a lot of options, beyond making her more of a monster, which is increasingly untenable. Maybe what we're missing is the sense that Jackie cares about any of this, and the fact that there's no reason for her to care about any of this since it's going to work out anyway, and she'll just have the same exact Roger Rabbit rubber-mallet zero-sum day tomorrow. The same tritely transgressive, panderingly liberal, toothless mindless pointless day tomorrow. Edgy for edginess's sake -- which isn't even true here, but seems to be the intention -- isn't edgy anymore, it's just a waste of time.

Next week: More beautiful moments that connect in no real way; kid gets stuck in a chair; Jackie loses meds procedures; Eleanor makes bad Coop-related decisions.