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Just yesterday at breakfast I took out my tissue pack, which had a huge Tweety Bird printed on it and said to the boyfriend, 'Isn't this cute? I love Tweety Bird. He's like the CUTEST character evar.'

Eric went, 'Oh you mean, that "I tawt I taw a puddy cat" thing? I'm sure you like birds my dear.'

And then we burst out laughing. Because, oh my, the similarities of the entire cartoon series with what's real to knowing adults, are so uncanny, you'd start to wonder what our kids are being exposed to these days.

Behold: An entire series, dedicated to showcasing the obscene obsession of an oversized pussy cat chasing a miniature, yellow-feathered bird. Who is kept behind bars by an old woman called Granny. Sylvester is obsessed with the bird. I mean, in EVERY SINGLE EPISODE, this pussy has only ONE motive, to catch hold of Tweety Bird, and to swallow the bird whole.

But he hardly succeeds. That's the other problem with this cartoon series. The stage for the story to unfold is hardly realistic. Here you have a 'smart' bird, who always manages to outwit his adversary, which hardly happens in the real world. Birds aren't supposed to be smart, that's why we have the phrase 'bird-brain'. Pussy cats aren't supposed to be pwned by tiny, feathered, birds who can't even pronounce the 's' sound properly. They're supposed to catch birds, and eat them. Or play around with them, tease them. It's not THE OTHER WAY AROUND, as implied in the cartoon.

Instead, the whole protocol is reversed, and confused. The fact that it's politically incorrect doesn't matter, the bird is hardly appetizing enough for the pussy cat to want to chase after. IT'S SO SMALL! It's yellow for fuck's sake. And it's, it's CUTE. So cute you wanna squeeze it and stroke it, and place it against your cheek. Hardly EDIBLE material. Definitely NOT for swallowing.

Oh and apparently, Bob Clampett who created Tweety Bird, got his inspiration from the cute baby birds in nature films that he used to watch as a kid. IMAGINE! IMAGINE! Say you have a great talent in drawing. And say you watch nature films every week, okay, make that every day. Would you be inspired to draw a yellow, big-headed bird that lives in a cage in a busy city apartment, one that spends almost all day trying to escape being swallowed by an oversized black, furry pussy cat? Hello?

I also forgot to add that Clampett also based the character, Tweety, on baby pictures of himself and his own young son. Well, I have a feeling his birdie is also… a little… bit… tweety.

Suddenly even the promotion excerpt for the series looks out:

Throughout their rivalry, Sylvester's quest for Tweety is relentless, but the little bird's innocence triumphs and leaves Sylvester looking for his next meal elsewhere. Tweety typically relies on allies to outwit Sylvester, like his lovable owner, Granny, or her menacing bulldog (who wants the pesky cat for himself). But, don't underestimate the little bird's ability to fend for himself. He's a tough li'l guy, isn't he?

Innocent eh? Birds can never be innocent.

Rest assured though, Tweety always ends up safe at Home Tweet Home, as one episode is called. Nobody wants that old "puddy tat" having our adorable little Tweety for dinner…then the fun would be over!

Well, I'm sure no pussy wants a bird for dinner either. Especially if the feathers are unplucked and when the bird is so tiny, like Tweety.

Obscene cartoon, that one.

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