I will give the General Hospital writers this: they are committed.
(The above sentence could also handily be revised to read "they should be committed" and it would be equally true.)
The problem is that they are committed to all the wrong things. Rather than being staunchly committed to, I don't know, providing quality entertainment five days a week, or drawing from a rich show history, their commitment seems to be proving me wrong (and also tarnishing a four decades old legacy, which may be slightly more important, but for today, we'll go with the proving me wrong part).
It's a mistake I make often, assuming that I've already reached the nadir of any given GH episode. Today, no more than a few minutes into the show, I snorted and said, "That's the dumbest thing I'll hear today".
But we've been down this road before, dear readers. It wasn't the dumbest thing. One of them, sure, but there were many.
Mac: You know, I object to you breathing the same air as my daughter, much less marrying her. And don't tell me Jason protects his own, ok? After what happened to Michael--getting shot, spending a year of his life in a coma, and now he's on the run. Maxie, you'll be in danger every minute of every day of your life.
Maxie: Yeah? Well, I'm not scared. And you're forgetting the most important part. I love Spinelli. He's always believed in me, and he's always been there for me, been faithful.
Mac: You want faithful? Get a golden retriever, all right? You're not marrying this guy.
Maxie: Yeah, I am marrying this guy, and there's nothing that you or anyone else can do to stop me.
I couldn't even properly appreciate Mac's truthy truth-telling! He got in some quality zingers, but they went in one ear and out the other, because my brain collapsed upon itself when Maxie once again went down the "You're not the boss of me! I can marry whoever I want, even if the thought of it repulses me so much that I can't keep the nausea off of my face in between my squealing about how much I truly love him! Take that!" road.
Maxie, I am busting out the caps lock because I care(d?) about you!
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU DO NOT WANT TO MARRY HIM. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU ARE VOMITING IN YOUR MOUTH WHENEVER HE MENTIONS YOUR IMPENDING MARRIAGE.

YOU ARE ACTING PETULANT AND DERANGED, AND, BY THE WAY, LOVING SPINELLI WILL DO YOU NO GOOD IF YOUR DUMB ASS GETS SHOT AT, WHICH IT PROBABLY WILL, BECAUSE PORT CHARLES IS A DEN OF SIN. AND ALSO, WHY DO YOU SQUEAK LIKE THAT? STOP IT.