We’re the last of the superheros. When the world is really screwed up, who do they count on to settle things down?
We’ll be getting the call from Beirut any day now.
Let no nation claim a monopoly on jingoistic superheroism. Right, Robin?
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raincoaster 
Aw man!
First you try to drown me in nostalgia, then you set me up with a line like “I’m a glutton for the one-horned beast”. I tell you, being semi-civil out here is as much as I can stand!
I was fond of this show when I was mumble-mumble years old, then I began to speculate on the potential of women in tights.
One has to speculate whether this engagement with groups of ambiguously-sexed men in leotards (RRH was pre-spandex) is part of some hidden agenda on the part of Hanna-Barbara et al. Each generation gets its own: RRH, the Superfriends (with token beard Wonder Woman) and He-Man.
So what’s the current version? Please don’t mention the Power Rangers (the most amazingly racist and sexist show marketed to children since Rush Limbaugh)–I want to know who the animated, lurex-clad fairies are for this generation of kids.
And I want to know how those same kids grow up to worry about the gayness of Tinky-Winky.
There IS no replacement for Rocket Robin Hood, coolest gay of all time.
By the way: find me some video of Max, the 2,000-year-old mouse. Remember him?
Hell–I can’t even find a pic!
Wow, I’m almost that old and can barely remember him.
And as for maintaining taste standards when commenting on other people’s blogs…WHY???
http://www.bcdb.com/cartoon_synopsis/58019-Max_the_2000-Year-Old_Mouse_(Series.html
There, don’t say I never did nuthin for ya. Also made into a movie in the late eighties, but it’s never made it to video that I can find.
Actually, I don’t really feel any obligation to do anything but put up a front of seeming reasonableness anywhere but at my own blog. Like most of Lebanon at the mo’, the internet is a free-fire zone.
It’s just that it seems positively unsporting to shoot a target that big and juicy. Plus the concern that it might be some sort of bait–you are, after all, looking for flame wars.
“I don’t like it Little John–it’s too quiet.”
–RRH
Just find me that video. That oughta keep her busy for a while!
Faugh! Hardly, I saw it yesterday. But they don’t allow embedding (which is why the Countdown vid is a link rather than the posted video) so you’ll just have to go to YouTube and search for Rocket Robin Hood.
Oh no!
Raincoaster BLEW it! That page contains almost no info of any kind! Much less video.
My faith in the Doyenne of the Damp is shattered. My soul shrivels in the bitter wind of disappointment.
I’m off to have a little cry now.
Ah, I misread. You get what you pay for. No, there is NO VIDEO OF MAX THE 2000-YEAR-OLD MOUSE online.
And I’m so totally telling your worst enemy what makes you cry.
I have no worst enemy anymore–except that shifty dude at Zellers who totally short-changes me. I think he’s part of a Masonic conspiracy–or possibly the Boston Illuminati.
My last worst enemy disappeared into a space-time vortex screaming “Curse you Metro! I will have my reveeeeenge!“. But when people ask me about it, I frown just so, to indicate that I’m thinking “but is my enemy really gone for good?”
Unless you’re applying for the job? Think about it. It has its advantages from a blogging standpoint. Imagine all we could accomplish together …
Together we will defeat the Emporer, and rule the galaxy!
Or at least get a nice toasty flame war going.