{"id":100,"date":"2005-06-04T22:26:45","date_gmt":"2005-06-05T02:26:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/06\/04\/reclaiming-my-youth\/"},"modified":"2005-06-04T22:26:45","modified_gmt":"2005-06-05T02:26:45","slug":"reclaiming-my-youth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/06\/04\/reclaiming-my-youth\/","title":{"rendered":"Reclaiming My Youth"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a2126'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>I had a great childhood. However, most adults my age have memories of the Muppets, Sesame Street, Electric Company, Mister Rogers&nbsp;and Zoom. I, on the other hand, have memories of the programs I watched with my family: Three&#8217;s Company, Love Boat, Solid Gold, Benny Hill and Sha Na Na.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>As an adult, I&#8217;ve seen some episodes of those traditional&nbsp;children&#8217;s programs and, quite frankly, have not been impressed. I guess I&#8217;m glad my parents exposed me to those other campy shows.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>So here I am on a Saturday night flipping stations between the network airing of Bambi and Cops. This is the first time I&#8217;ve ever seen Bambi in my life. I&#8217;ve concluded I&#8217;m simply not an animation fan. Well, at least I&#8217;m not a wholesome Disney animation type of guy. Befitting my childhood, I&#8217;m more of a Family Guy, South Park and Simpsons fan. <\/P><br \/>\n<P>Anyway, the only reason I started watching Bambi was because I&#8217;ve heard people over the years talk about how they cried their eyes out when Bambi&#8217;s mother gets shot. I was expecting this to occur rather early in the movie but it took an hour and fifteen minutes (it didn&#8217;t help that there were commercials every eight minutes and there was 5 minutes of Disney babble before starting the movie again). <\/P><br \/>\n<P>But I was quite disappointed that the death of Bambi&#8217;s mother was rather anti-climatic. I suppose I could have been traumatized as a kid. But there was no blood, no guts and no guns shown. You see them running, you hear a gunshot, and that&#8217;s it. Then Bambi meets up with the big male deer and it&#8217;s on to the next scene.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>I was more disturbed when Chrissy was replaced with Cindy on Three&#8217;s Company. Or when Laverne and Shirley endured the earthquake upon moving to California.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>This also probably explains why I was flipping back and forth between Bambi and Cops tonight. I never watch Cops&#8230;but I was getting so bored waiting for the big death scene that I had to do something. <\/P><br \/>\n<P>HMMM &#8211; does this make me insensitive? I mean, the minute the mother was shot, I walked away from the movie and turned on the computer. I saw what I wanted to see and was ready to move on. Now I&#8217;m eagerly awaiting the finale of Popularity Contest. That&#8217;s more my speed &#8211; an entire community voting on who the most popular person in town is and then having the sheriff escort the least popular person away. THAT&#8217;S entertainment.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>&nbsp;<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had a great childhood. However, most adults my age have memories of the Muppets, Sesame Street, Electric Company, Mister Rogers&nbsp;and Zoom. I, on the other hand, have memories of the programs I watched with my family: Three&#8217;s Company, Love Boat, Solid Gold, Benny Hill and Sha Na Na. As an adult, I&#8217;ve seen some [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-100","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=100"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=100"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=100"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=100"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}