When I was a kid I always hated all children characters in all cartoons and children movies I ever watched. I also detested all other kids I ever saw anywhere.
The reason was that I always felt that I was about to be told how much better all of these kids – whether fictional or real – were than me. Every kid in existence was a reproach to me because I could never be as good as them.
I still feel a searing hatred whenever N mentions any child character from a popular movie or cartoon from our childhood.
Detsky Mir, Moscow’s children’s store on Lubyanka sq., reopened this year. Strangely they had an ad campaign on the reopening where the tag line was “If you love your child, take him to Lubyanka”. (I think you get the inadvertent humour. 🙂
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Freud is rolling in his grave, clapping his hands.
I hadn’t heard this, thank you. My husband will love it.
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Are you referring to Western cartoons or Eastern European cartoons?
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We started getting Western cartoons when I was already a teenager, so it was too late for me. When I was a kid, all we had were Soviet movies and cartoons.
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Interesting! The only thing I know about Eastern European cartoons is the fact that a particularly hated season of Tom and Jerry was made in Czechoslovakia, so I am completely ignorant on the topic.
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It’s not about specific cartoons. The cartoons were not to blame. 🙂 My internal misery was projected onto the cartoons as if on a screen.
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