So i am playing table tennis in this club house that we have in our colony and right behind me on a sofa are sitting the kids of today. Now why exactly do i call them that, three were not older than class 5s, one of them was class 10 and they were playing a game on an iPhone and I am pretty sure that it was an iPhone 5. They are talking in 'dudes' and 'mans' and this game they are playing on the phone is one where they have to guess the cartoon character from a minimalastic picture. So while I am playing i am trying to understand how grown up types they have become with their style of speaking and their smooth handling of such a gadget and I wonder if I was ever like them.
So it gets interesting when this image shows up which apparently was for our very own Yogi Bear. Now you say Yogi bear in front of my friends and their faces light up, but these bunch of thinkers have a different reaction. Not that i am taking away any credit for they were able to deduce that it was Yogi bear, but the difference suddenly became clear when one of them said "JYogi" bear and another asked as to who the character was. But the defining moment was when the one who had actually guessed it right, of whom i had sort of become proud said, "Come on dude, there is a movie on him", and I missed the TT ball completely.
These young minds do not know that there is more than just one generation that dotes on Yogi bear and not just because of a movie, which I dared not watch for it may foil my image of him, but because he was with us at three in the afternoon, at seven in the evening, trying to teach us, not consciously though, that taking other people's food is bad and though you can have some fun in defying that idea yet you end up apologising for it and also learn something new. Cartoons have changed over the years, especially the ones on Cartoon Network. It was the only thing that brought a home-work burdened kid back to life. Mum used to say, "One episode of that cartoon you watch and you are to go finish those multiplications" and that would make me rush to the television set just in time to hear the theme music of the Radical Squadron, the Swat Kats.
Kids today also have their cartoons, but in my opinion they are not as nearly as good as the ones we had. They wouldn't know the fun of going from a pre-historic cartoon where cars ran on manual labour to a one where cars flew and houses were up in the sky, ahhh the Flinstones and the Jetsons, you have spoilt me.
I know I know I am judging these kids and their cartoons but it is sad on how they will miss out on some of the best cartoons of atleast my time but then such is time, each generation will leave out on something that an older generation thrived on, even if it be the best thing. I feel sad on how they will never get to hear the brilliance of the opening songs of Johnny Quest and Swat Kats, on how they will never know about the damsel in distress, Penelope Pitstop, or know who Cadbury was. Funny thing, but they will miss it.
But of course these are my favourite cartoons and opinions and you are free to have yours, both cartoons and opinions :P
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