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What Pop Culture Means to Me
Fulton4V Posted on May 23, 2014 at 01:47 PM
I liked alot of these shows too and many of them had really good morals in them or at the end. You dont see that much in this time.
Vaporman87 Posted on May 21, 2014 at 04:25 PM
Yeah. Something is definitely wrong there. Perhaps you should break out a MOTU DVD or catch I Dream of Jeanie on TV Land. LOL
DoctorRyan Posted on May 21, 2014 at 03:26 PM
Thanks. It's hard to explain sometimes how a bunch of cheesy shows was somehow therapy for me. Of course then again I'm running around on the internet wearing a suit and sunglasses............
Vaporman87 Posted on May 21, 2014 at 02:47 PM
I love this little article. It warms the heart. Though I did not grow up poor, I was still not exactly a popular kid. I too found that my toys and imagination allowed me to explore situations in life in a way that could uplift me and keep me going.
I genuinely feel sad for those among us who cannot (and in some cases have never been capable of) using their imagination to create, inspire, and entertain. I often used my artistic ability to bring a smile to the face of a friend or family member. There was nothing more satisfying than that.
And the culture of toys, shows, and movies of my youth motivated and inspired me to not ever stop using that imagination , and to find the good in bad situations.
Well said Doc.
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