I adore toons. I mean, who doesn't.
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 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 penchant for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME explosives, and Pepe Le Pew's ceaseless romantic advances towards anything with a pulse.
Come to think of it, those crafty artists were preparing us little ankle biters for life in (and beyond) the school grounds.
If you remove the lovable characters, enchanting music and obviously, the brekkie timeslot, you had an adult narrative of Food, Hate and Love that was offered daily into impressionable hearts along with Cheerios, non-skim milk and that bewitching tune of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I don't know which was more sugary - 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 cartoons - way before The Facts Of Life was first aired in the late 70's!
Then there was that bizarre collection of blue creatures called The Smurfs who lived in a wondrous forest and ate wondrous mushrooms (or was that the writers of the show?). Let's not forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a lot more fascinating, 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 believe here's where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that is 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.
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 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 penchant for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME explosives, and Pepe Le Pew's ceaseless romantic advances towards anything with a pulse.
Come to think of it, those crafty artists were preparing us little ankle biters for life in (and beyond) the school grounds.
If you remove the lovable characters, enchanting music and obviously, the brekkie timeslot, you had an adult narrative of Food, Hate and Love that was offered daily into impressionable hearts along with Cheerios, non-skim milk and that bewitching tune of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I don't know which was more sugary - 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 cartoons - way before The Facts Of Life was first aired in the late 70's!
Then there was that bizarre collection of blue creatures called The Smurfs who lived in a wondrous forest and ate wondrous mushrooms (or was that the writers of the show?). Let's not forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a lot more fascinating, 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 believe here's where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that is 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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