Most readers of the PDJ are probably too young to have
viewed the original Howdy Doody show...
including this author.
But like the Mickey Mouse Club,
The Howdy Doody show defined a
generation. And these bozos are arguing about who owns Howdy - who isn't working much these days. But, since he is a piece of Americana, an and ex-TV star, apparently he is worth something. I don't get it, but then I don't get most things. Still, money is money and Howdy = $$$, and since this is America, everyone and their brother is bringing in their legal goon squads.
So what relevance to Howdy have to you dear reader? Whatz the deal? See, the
50's were a time of massive US feel good and cheesy was in. And the Howdy Doody
show was cheesy... it defines cheesy (just look up cheesy in dictionary, odds
are there will be a picture of Howdy). So why it is cheesy relevant to you?
See, it forms bases for most of the decision processes of the Baby Boom
generation, yeah you know, the suits that are running the joint. They were the
first generation raised on TV and they were programmed to response favorably to
a puppet on a string - which is probably why they treat you that way.
So, all you Gen-Xers need to remember that when you're going for that
multi-million dollar round of VC funding and the guy across the table is wearing
a suit and has gray hair... if he has hair, grew up watching Howdy Doody do
dumbass things and his head is full of cheese... American Cheese... ugh and he
in gonna play you like a marionette if he can. I hate American Cheese. Makes
me want to scrape my tongue. And I not to big on puppets, tho' I do like
muppets... go figure.
Meanwhile, the Howdy in question lies imprisoned in a safe deposit box while
attorneys in $2000 Armani suits argue who own what in front of a judge with
their billing metering spinning at $500/hr. You can bet the lawyers will be the
only ones making any money off of this deal.
Sickening really... and old Johnny Royale is ready to step in and solve their
problem for a measly $1000 - flat rate. See, I got the wisdom of King
Solomon... and a chainsaw.
