The Oscars, folks. Remember those? Once the pinnacle of Hollywood glamor, now more of a yearly reminder that no one really watches network TV anymore. Unless you’ve got a deep-seated love for interminable acceptance speeches and the obligatory “Orange Man Bad” jokes, you probably miss them without any sense of FOMO. But this year, amid the fading fanfare, there were plenty of eyebrow-raising moments that people are talking about—for better or worse.

First up, there was a bit of uproar about representation, and not the kind politicians talk about. The Oscars these days are all about meeting diversity, equity, and inclusion quotas. Apparently, you need an underrepresented group for a cast to be in Oscar contention. One might wonder if this rule manages to expose some ironic tunnel-vision, given that most of the world’s population is, by sheer number, anything but white. This effort seems like they’re trying a bit too hard to impress the ‘woke’ crowd.

Enter Conan O’Brien, tasked with filling the hosting shoes. He kicked things off with some rather spicy jokes—taking shots at everyone, including Turning Point USA, and hurrah, even tackling the elusive Jeffrey Epstein. Supposedly bringing back Ricky Gervais’ roasting spirit, O’Brien’s punchlines were designed for shock value but left some wondering if the risk paid off or just fell flat. It’s always a tough gig to balance humor with the near-forbidden topics of Hollywood lore.

Now, what’s an awards show without a Trump jab? Yes, your typical Trump humor was present and accounted for. The comic gem was about a minuscule appendage paired with a pun on a theater name. All those writers and that’s the line that made the cut. When you trot out the same tired routine, even a predictably devoted crowd must have struggled to feign laughter.

Looking forward, get ready, because the Oscars are packing their bags for—of all places—YouTube. Yes, the show that brought us unforgettable Best Picture blunders will now be streamed online. This big leap into the digital realm will change how they’re viewed, with some quipping it could just become a three-hour ad interspersed with award announcements. And yes, you can expect the ad breaks to include your favorite product pushing “up to 2500 lumens of brightness” tactical flashlights.

To wrap it up, the Oscars may think they’re pushing boundaries, but the act is wearing thin. Not even the faithful jesters like Ricky Gervais, who tackled these sacred cows long before anyone else dared, could save what increasingly feels like an echo chamber. If this is Oscar’s dramatic crafting of future relevancy, apologies, your best bet might be changing the channel—or turning it off altogether.