In the ongoing series of discussions on the topic of being a dork, I next reach the section of Cartoons. As the eldest child of my family, and furthermore one that dates back to the middle 1980's, Cartoons have been a part of my life for quite a long time. From Transformers to Finding Nemo, from Dark Water (look it up!) to Billy and Mandy, I love Cartoons.
But its no surprise really. I grew up on the stuff. But even at the ripe old age of 20, I still watch more Cartoons than my younger brother, at the rather sprite age of six. I mean, what can I say, I like the stupidity of it all. Its a good way to relax, and get the stress of the day out. And while I am among those who take pity on the Spongebobs and Dave the Barbarian's of today, particularly when we fondly remember the classic Buggs Bunny and Daffy Duck Cartoons of old.
So, yeah. I guess my reasons are a bit varied than I thought. While on the one hand, I like the escape that cartoons give, but on the other its also the fact that I don't want to leave them behind. Sure, while I should be buy watching CNN and God knows what else, I spend my time watching Freakazoid. But then again, it isn't as though they don't make Cartoons for adults either. Quite frankly, TV really doesn't get good for me until the Cartoon Network Adult Swim commences every night at 10:30PM, a wonderful collection of adult-oriented toons to keep me happy.
And yet, I still catch flak for watching them. Too bad really, because I love them. I eagerly spend $30 on a collection of cartoon DVDs. I chomp at the bit for some of my former favorite series' to show up on DVDs too.
But maybe this isn't so bad. As of late, Cartoons are cool again, thanks in part to the growth of the Comic Books fad, and furthermore, thanks to Adult Swim.
Not the best rant, but what can I say? I loves my Cartoons, eight year olds be damned!