I love comics and cartoons. I mean, who in their right mind doesn't.
They represent an epoch of innocence that only lasts about 10 years where each and every story kicks off with 'Once upon a time ' and concludes 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 hilarious characters in the vein of Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot hound Muttley, with that cheeky 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 don't know which was more sugary - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Weekend morning telly sure was a veritable Animal Farm. (And no, not the one I'm sure you're thinking).
You learned the facts of life from cartoons - way before The Facts Of Life was first aired in the late 70's!
Then there were that unusual family of blue beings called The Smurfs who lived in an enchanting forest and ate magical shrooms (or was that the producers of the show?). Let's never forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a load more engaging, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a tribe composed from just one female and a seemingly unending supply of males, controlled 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 may be a big kid or a little kid, cartoons, comics and illustrations are always heaps 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.
They represent an epoch of innocence that only lasts about 10 years where each and every story kicks off with 'Once upon a time ' and concludes 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 hilarious characters in the vein of Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot hound Muttley, with that cheeky 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 don't know which was more sugary - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Weekend morning telly sure was a veritable Animal Farm. (And no, not the one I'm sure you're thinking).
You learned the facts of life from cartoons - way before The Facts Of Life was first aired in the late 70's!
Then there were that unusual family of blue beings called The Smurfs who lived in an enchanting forest and ate magical shrooms (or was that the producers of the show?). Let's never forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a load more engaging, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a tribe composed from just one female and a seemingly unending supply of males, controlled 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 may be a big kid or a little kid, cartoons, comics and illustrations are always heaps 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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