o the days when we were young...
from my fourth year up to six, we lived in on a compound in Liberia;
sadly few memories, blocked i have always supposed
my father was an avid disney fan (if capable of fan-emotions)
i cannot see it in memory, but i know a bedroom wall was plastered
with all sorts of disney figures
as far as comic book heroes are concerned: we did have all kinds
of animals (methinks) and the menagerie mum had to take care of
included more chimps than just me & me little brother, one of them
called Dennis the Menace
later, back in Holland, we subscribed to the disney periodical (was
it a monthly?) but i never did really appreciate the disney characters:
to sweet and gentle, too polite is suppose as well for my taste -
too nice too friendly
i prefer my characters more anarchistically mischievous
in terms of loony toons:
- do like pink panthers
- don't like most mice, love Speedy G
- don't like sweetie pie, love Sylvester (far more than Tom Cat)
- of course do not like road runner, LOVE the wolf
- forget name of loved big rooster tackled by despicable little one
&c
strangely in this context: never really bothered about Bugs Bunny
PS: when anyone uses &c that only means nothing comes to mind
PPS:
i remember feeling somewhat vindicated when first hearing dear ol' Walt
was not completely void of very dubious political persuasion
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27 Jan 2008, 8:32 am
