I like cartoons. I mean, who does not.
It is an era of innocence that only lasts about a decade where every story begins with 'Once upon a time ' and finishes with 'happily ever after. '
The End.
Or is it?
I have fond memories of awaking early before middle school simply to stare in front of the TV and watch Tom & Jerry run around chasing one another.
Or classic characters like Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot dog Muttley, with that unmistakable bark-cum-laugh hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!
Thanks to those ingenious Warner Bros, moms and pappas around the planet taught their kids about the birds and the bees with dogs and cats.
And panthers, mice, roosters, bears, ducks, rabbits. In fact , it looked, anything but a real human.
And who can forget Bugs Bunny's gusto for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME bombs, and Pepe Le Pew's incessant sexual charges at anything with a heart beat.
Come to think of it, those crafty artists were preparing us little ankle biters for life in (and beyond) the school grounds.
If you take away the cute characters, whimsical music and of course, the breakfast timeslot, you had an adult grand narrative of Food, Hate and Love that was fed daily into susceptible minds together with Coco Pops, full cream milk and that mesmerising melody of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I'm not sure which was more saccharine - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Saturday morning TV sure was a proper Animal Farm. (And no, not the one you're thinking).
You learned the facts of life from comics - a long time before The Facts Of Life was first aired in on the cusp of the 80's!
Then there was also that strange group of blue characters called The Smurfs who lived in a magical forest and ate miraculous fungi (or was that the creators of the show?). Let's bear in mind this was way before The Blue Man Group - and lots more interesting, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a family unit composed of only one female and an apparently never-ending supply of males, led by the one they call "Papa"?
I suspect that is where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that is surely another subject altogether.
The point is, whether you are a big kid or a tiny kid, cartoons are always tons of fun.
It isn't relevant if you are watching them on TV or watching a professional cartoonist draw a caricature: a creative illustration, a black and white sketch, or an inventive doodle can take us all back to that golden period of innocence.
Ha ha, I said doodle.
It is an era of innocence that only lasts about a decade where every story begins with 'Once upon a time ' and finishes with 'happily ever after. '
The End.
Or is it?
I have fond memories of awaking early before middle school simply to stare in front of the TV and watch Tom & Jerry run around chasing one another.
Or classic characters like Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot dog Muttley, with that unmistakable bark-cum-laugh hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!
Thanks to those ingenious Warner Bros, moms and pappas around the planet taught their kids about the birds and the bees with dogs and cats.
And panthers, mice, roosters, bears, ducks, rabbits. In fact , it looked, anything but a real human.
And who can forget Bugs Bunny's gusto for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME bombs, and Pepe Le Pew's incessant sexual charges at anything with a heart beat.
Come to think of it, those crafty artists were preparing us little ankle biters for life in (and beyond) the school grounds.
If you take away the cute characters, whimsical music and of course, the breakfast timeslot, you had an adult grand narrative of Food, Hate and Love that was fed daily into susceptible minds together with Coco Pops, full cream milk and that mesmerising melody of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I'm not sure which was more saccharine - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Saturday morning TV sure was a proper Animal Farm. (And no, not the one you're thinking).
You learned the facts of life from comics - a long time before The Facts Of Life was first aired in on the cusp of the 80's!
Then there was also that strange group of blue characters called The Smurfs who lived in a magical forest and ate miraculous fungi (or was that the creators of the show?). Let's bear in mind this was way before The Blue Man Group - and lots more interesting, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a family unit composed of only one female and an apparently never-ending supply of males, led by the one they call "Papa"?
I suspect that is where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that is surely another subject altogether.
The point is, whether you are a big kid or a tiny kid, cartoons are always tons of fun.
It isn't relevant if you are watching them on TV or watching a professional cartoonist draw a caricature: a creative illustration, a black and white sketch, or an inventive doodle can take us all back to that golden period of innocence.
Ha ha, I said doodle.
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