I awoke to burning sinuses, a sore throat and a hacking cough. I have not been this sick in years. My loving wife, took the day off to take care of me, like the baby I was acting. She brought me my childhood sick meal, buttered toast and canned spaghetti and meat balls. She turned on our TV and there it was. An old childhood friend, my teacher, my joy and the greatest children's show ever , Sesame street.
Not the new heavily Elmoed stuff, but old 70's and 80's Sesame street episodes that I watched personally as a kid. All the characters and songs were familiar. I felt like a kid again for about fifteen minutes, and then my adult mind kicked in. That adult mind ruined a lot of childhood delusions for me, and possibly destroyed Sesame street for me forever.
My adult mind, noticed that Mr. Hooper never sold anything from his store. Oscar the grouch had a train, a zoo, a waterfall, a plane, and numerous parties in his garbage can, but no evident job. My adult mind thought that Oscar was the local drug dealer and Mr. Hooper's store was his front. Once my mind had established these as fact, other aspects of Sesame street started to fall into place as well. Big bird was obviously a junkie, evident by his Mr. Snuffleupagus hallucinations, his proximity to Oscar's can and his constant attempts at being Oscar's friend, no matter how bad he treated the bird. Luis, the struggling musician, was also a junkie who lived above Mr. Hooper's store and never actually had a job. Cookie monster was a classical addict, and we have yet to know what was in those cookies. Grover was a heroin addict who occasionally thought he had super powers and could fly. The Count was obviously the money man, the accountant and possibly a pimp as well.
If you really think about it, sesame street had some real social issues that were being played out on that small city block. What do you think? Anything about the show looks different to your now adult mind?