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Like most kids, I watched and enjoyed these cartoons. But, compared to the world of Bugs and the rest of the Looney Tunes gang, those were second tier. Sorry, but that's just how it is. I know Yogi was smarter than the average bear, and without Snagglepuss I wouldn't know what murgatroid is (come to think of it, I still don't know what murgatroid is). But the animation wasn't as good, and the wit, while sharp, wasn't at the same level. That said, I've come to praise Barbara, not to bury him. So, if I may, the two reasons I bothered with this post:
The Flintstones & Scooby-Doo.Two of my favorites, without a doubt. I literally cannot contemplate my childhood without those two shows. I watched The Flintstones every day for most of my childhood, seeing every episode many, many times over. From the early, animated/stone-age-Honeymooners riffing straight through the very mid-sixties stylings of the Gruesomes, Ann Margrock, The Great Gazoo, and one of my favorite lines in pop culture history -- Everybody into the pyooooool -- I was a Flintstones man. Along with Mad Magazine and early SNL, I don't know where I'd have gotten my absurdist sense of humor if not for the animals-as-household-gadgets gags on those shows.
And, at least until that fucking imposter, Scrappy Doo, came along to ruin it, I was a huge fan of Those Meddling Kids, with their psychedelic bus, psychedelic Scooby snacks (a walking, talking dog who was the hippie guy's best friend, c'mon?), thinly-veiled Fred & Daphne shag-a-thon, and . . . well, Velma. I was never to big a Velma fan, but then again who was?
Anyhow, I loved Scooby-Doo almost as much as I loved The Flintstones.
So, if you'll all join me for a moment, have yourself a Scooby-snack, and let's ride with the Meddling Kids and the Modern Stone Age Family down the street in the Mystery Machine through the courtesy of Fred's two feet for a short parade in honor of the man who created all the characters. We'll have a Yabba-Dabba-Scooby-Doo time (gay, old folks welcome). That's a fact.