© the eyeranian

I loved both of these shows.
I remember the first time I heard about "Thanksgiving" was in Tennessee Tuxedo. I remember watching Tarzan, and King Kong. I remember Superman, Batman, and Spiderman and the "Metropolis" they were living in. I remember watching High Chaparral, The Streets of San Francisco, Baretta, and Lieutenant Columbo. I remember watching Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons. I remember saying good night to my brother every night the same way The Waltons used to do at the end of every episode:
- Good Night John Boy.
- Good Night Mary Ellen.
By age ten I knew more about America than any average American knows about the whole world in his whole life. It is so funny when you hear the US government wants to fund some programs "to inform people of the Middle East about the United States." Maybe that money should be spent here in the US to inform American people about the world that exists outside this realm of gas stations and shopping centers. There should be other ways for learning how to pronounce the names of foreign countries other than hearing the news about bombarding them.

Comment on my own Comment:
Moral of the story: Tenessi Tuxido unites people. Bombs don't.

oh....i'd forgotten about that show. (i suspect i watched it years after you did.)

i remember mr. whoopie's really messy closet that he'd have to reach into to get a blackboard with the answers.

ah, good times.

k.s.

p.s. (and i just rememberd 'goreel angooree'[the purple gorilla].) did anyone ever watch that?

Though I am getting tired of people coming to this country while simultaneously saying they hate the country, culture, people and politics, YOU DO NOT DESERVE A BULLET!

It is true though that so many Americans are sick of this constant criticism that comes from people who just moved here.

One time at a dinner party I had a Nigerian woman tell me hat Americans changed the geishas into prostitutes. Her American college proffessor told her all about it. Later that week I saw a show on the history channel describing how the policies of the Emporer swelled the ranks of the geishas and turned it into something seedy. But to that Nigerian woman, IT WAS ALL AMERICA's fault.

Its American bashing, and if it weren't for the fact that we are a multi-ethnic, it could even be called racism.

So for all the immigrants like my Nigerian friend who feel the need to spout anti-American rhetoric, GO HOME! DON'T MOVE HERE! Try for a better life in some other coutnry like,,, China. Just don't critisize the government you might end up in a prison camp waiting for your forced kidney donation.

So In short we are sick and tired of people coming to this country while simultaneously hating America.

If you don't like American, go somewhere else.

I'm from Brazil and for those that do not know where is this country, I say that it is in AMERICA ,too. It is in South America. We do not speak Spanish and Buenos Aires is not here, as "Americans" continualy say. During all my life I tried to understand why "americans" (north american, in reality) think that they own the 3 Americas (north, central and south) and why they think that AMAZONIA belongs to them. But now I understand... they do it in purpose. They do not care about the enviroment, about earth. Why care about the others? They just want to earn more and more money... while all the world is starving to death.

Dear. A.H.
I definitely didn't want to come here if the wrong US policies in the Middle East has not changed it to a mess. I don't say it is all the US' fault (we definitely have had our own cultural and political problems) but if you study more you will find out how the US SYSTEMATICALLY had SYSTEMATICALLY killed and tortured the intellectuals in the Middle East and all around the world for more than 50 years, and how it SYSTEMATICALLY has overthrown the democratic secular governments in the third world countries whenever they tried to stand on their own feet. You will found out how the US has supported the religious fundamentalism in the Middle East and how it now blames the Middle East nations for all of the mess.
You might now hear in the news about Golboddin Hekmatyar and his anti-American forces in Afghanistan, but we remember him from Reagan years and all the US tax money he used to receive from the US. You Americans don't remember him from those years because you -as a nation- were busy watching Rambo (6) who was helping freedom-fighters in Afghanistan.

If you are sick and tired of people like us maybe it would be useful to read a little bit more and to travel to other countries. You might help us to find a solution to all the stupidity that is created in the mind of our fundamentalists and your owns.

May watching cartoons and eating delicious foods helps us, God doesn't.

baaabaaa Louieeee...
Kabong-et Bekonam...

How could I ever forget the sound and images of these two phrases?

I still use "Kabong-et Mikonam", we I roll and double-six ;-)

dear a.h.,

i'd like to engage you in a debate, but i have neither the time nor the energy.

if i was feeling a little bit better, i'd tell you that it's the duty of all americans (even the foreign-born ones) to criticize their government, to challenge their society and bring about improvement.

i'd also point out that your above comment is based on the assumption that first-generation immigrant americans do not have the same rights you and i enjoy as white americans.

but i'm feeling pretty shitty today. so i'll just say that you’re an asshole.. and that you've got some thinking to do.

russ

I so vividly remember Mr Whoopie's closet, sort of reminds me of my own!

Just wanted to tell you that the name of the comic hero should be spelled as one word: Tintin, not Tin Tin.

Hi, I didnt have time to read all the post, I just saw Tintin and I guess u're a Tintin fan ... so I thought I'd let you know about my blog - if you dont know about it already.

I have a blog dedicated to Tintin where I post everything I know about tintin (I guess you can call me a Tintinologist) ... I've had it for a year now, but it's only in Farsi :

http://tintinesque.blogspot.com

cheers

This reminds me of the time in the 80's in Iran when I was in a room with some war orphans watching Tom and Jerry cartoons. I'll never forget their delight of cultural recognition when Tom's head turned into that of a donkey ("Bachehah! Deedee chejoori khar shod!").

I would have started an english blog. In fact in the beginning I didn't even know persian typing, but I don't like blogspot features and don't know much about computers, html language, or any of that.