Cartoons

My son, like most kids his age, likes cartoons. I think that is something we all have in common looking back, we watched cartoons. If you are over 30ish, you probably remember Saturday morning as cartoon paradise. The real Scooby Doo. Bugs Bunny (with Daffy Duck!), Laff-a-lympics. The motherfucking Super Friends! Man, I loved those shows. Now, cartoons are on all the time. My son is on break from school this week, so he has stayed up late. He can watch cartoons at midnight on a Tuesday. Not only cartoons, but kid shows (like we had Land of the Lost and Sid & Marty Kroft). Difference is, everything for kids today sucks. Horribly sucks. Well, Spongebob is cool. But there are way to many shows on. They have flooded the market. Watered down the product. And you know what the sad thing is? Our kids will never know. They'll never get up at 7:30 on a Saturday morning, grab a glass of milk and a honeybun and sit down for a morning of cartoons. Hell, my son sleeps in on Saturdays because he knows he can catch Danny Phantom or Phineas & Furb or what-the-hell-ever at noon. It's a long, forgotten memory for us. A melancholy glimpse of a misspent youth. And something our kids will never know. Sometimes, the future sucks.