The Show Immediately Wrote Itself into a Corner
To make matters worse, it's unclear how Steel Justice was supposed to succeed as Robosaurus propaganda in the long haul. In theory, the showrunners should've been trying to cram as much Robosaurus as possible into every frame to remind viewers, "Yo, this is a show about a paleontologically unsound beast that eats Saabs, not Andy Rooney complaining about the nitrogen cycle on 60 Minutes."
But in practice, that's kind of impossible. Assuming NBC turned Steel Justice into an hour-long drama, Robosaurus could only feasibly show up no more than twice an episode before the thrill wore off.
Now, I love Robosaurus more than my second cousins -- no offense, guys! -- but let's be honest. His dramatic range is limited. There wouldn't have been an episode in which Robosaurus does not eat a car. It's his shtick. He wouldn't suddenly stop chewing a Plymouth Reliant to, like, have a rap session with Generation X about safe sex.
"And next up, I'll demonstrate the application of a dental dam -- hey, where y'all going?"