It seems almost absurd that this should surface on the birthday of the man who wrote Fahrenheit 451, the seminal book about censorship, but here it is, smack in the middle of Ray Bradbury's birthday:
Censorship. Big Brother is stepping into your life, right now.
Yup. He's altering cartoons that are 50 years old. Tom and Jerry, venerable victim of censorship is being hit again. First, a heavyset black housekeeper was removed from the cartoon and replaced with a thin white woman, for fear of reminding black people that they used to be treated badly. Wow, who would have thunk it?
Then, violence was targeted. Tom and Jerry is pretty violent, I'll admit. So is the war in Iraq. Violence happens. We are a violent species. Let's hide that fact from our kids, and magically it'll all go away.
Now, it's smoking. No more hand-rolling a cigarette, and no more swaggering aroudn with a cigar for old Tom. If decades of frying pans and butcher's knives haven't done him in, apparently lung cancer will.
Okay, so let me suggest a few more things for you. Most network telivision, for sex, smoking, drinking, driving recklessly, and ray guns, all of which are dangerous things to be exposing people to.
How about Uncle Remus? All that Negro vernacular has got to be offensive to someone. While you're at it, why not stop rap music as a whole--everyone calling each other "nigger" and "'ho," as well as glorifying gang behaviours, drug use, non-monagomous sex acts and belittling women. There's always something there that might offend a delicate-eared listener.
And what about the Brothers Grimm story of Hansel and Gretel? I mean, that's offensive to both the German people AND to the elderly! Tossed her in the oven, indeed. Censor it!
I have an idea--why don't we, as Americans, pull our heads out of our collective asses with a resounding "POP" and get lives.