Hobson's Choice

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As has been noted many times, there are only two types of people in the world. And these are people who love Mr.Rogers and people who do not. I am in a mixed marriage. Chris does not love Mr.Rogers.

It can create problems, more for the Rogers-lovers than the Rogers-haters. The Rogers-hating spouse merely thinks, "my partner is one of those people who cannot recognize a profoundly disturbed individual when she sees one. You would think that she would do a better job of noticing that he's a 'funny uncle' waiting to happen." Whereas the Rogers-lover worries that her own partner might be profoundly disturbed himself in that he cannot see the gentleness, the love, the positive life lessons in Mr. Rogers.

Still, as the stay-at-home parent, the Rogers-lover is able to inculcate Roger-loving into the offspring. Victory.

I have to admit that another children's television figure is supplanting Mr. Rogers in my affections: the Bear in the Big Blue House. He's Mr. Rogers, but manly and with a sense of humor. And he doesn't run away to a little neighborhood house all by himself; Bear lives in chaos surrounded by small children: a mouse, a bear, a lemur, and two psychotic otters. Bear lives the life of a stay-at-home mom, and you never hear him get pissed off and start crying. He does get frazzled though in that sexy voice of his. I fantasize about having lunch with the Bear in the Big Blue House. There's a little animal attraction that Mr. Rogers just doesn't spark.

On the same note: Chris has declared that he doesn't understand the appeal of the Wiggles. Explanation: if the Wiggles are the only grown men you see all day (apart from old, old men at the Y), then the Wiggles, in their bright t-shirts and black dress pants, begin to shine and cast a glow on your day.

They also serve as an excellent canary in the coal mine: if you find yourself getting hot and bothered about the scenes where they pretend to be cavemen and you can see their chest hair peeking out of their cavemen robes, it's time to get out of the house.

If you're starting to think naughty thoughts about Alan and Luis on Sesame Street, or worse about SuperGrover, there may be no hope for you.

8:39 p.m. - 2004-11-17
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