I’m 40 years old, which means that my formative years (from 6-15 years old) were in the perfect Saturday Morning Cartoons time period of 1977-86. Five years earlier (1971) and there would have been way fewer cartoons available to watch on Saturday (there wasn’t even any electric back then!) And five later (1991), after the cable boom, and the Looney Tunes were already starting to be phased out by politically correct censors.
Come on, I still wouldn’t know what an anvil is to this day had I not watched those cartoons. They were educational! YouTube seems to have taken over from TV in the supplying of entertainment for children in the modern age, with things like toddler songs being viewed millions of times over. Sure, a kid would try to do a Wile E. Coyote off a cliff every now and then, but really — if he was that dumb, wouldn’t he have been outwitted by a lawnmower or a garbage disposal later in life?
Looney Tunes just helped our lives by getting dumb children out of school and off the roads as adults. Also, during my cartoon-watching tenure in the late 70s, The Bugs Bunny/Road Runner Show became The Bugs Bunny/Road Runner Hour — once CBS decided to add 30 minutes to the cartoon block. That’s like saying, “Hey, we just made your life 50-percent better.” Here’s how I remember Saturday mornings in the Gonos household in the late 70s (upsate New York):
I would wake up at 6 or 7 in the morning and immediately run to the television, ready to watch my favorite superheroes. I loved to hear the DC vs. Marvel analysis that came from each side’s cartoons in the playground the next week! From what I remember, from Sunday through Monday, it was much tougher to get me out of bed. Sure, Inspector Gadget on a Tuesday morning had its appeal, but let’s get real, I was 11 or 12 years old at that point and Gadget’s voice was Don Adams — or Tennessee Tuxedo, who often quipped, “Phineas J. Whoopee, you’re the greatest!”
I realize now in life that I happen to look more like Chumley than I do Tuxedo, and I have no idea who Phineas J. Whoopee is, but I bet he’s cool. (Keeping along that same thread, Sherman, Mr. Peabody and the Wabac Machine were awesome. That whole grouping of cartoons was a fantastic one. I think they were on in the early 70s, but I don’t remember much of them in the 80s.)
Anyway, I’d wake up pretty darn early, eschew breakfast, get the TV going (remember, back then, they were mostly just big console TVs without cable, and you had to click the huge nob to the right channel). Red footy pajamas that I had to step into and zip up was my outfit. Once I outgrew them, like a month later, my Mom took the ol’ scissors out and just like that, they were no longer footy pajamas.
Now when you got up that early, you usually had to sit through a good number of crap cartoons before the good ones began. You always had some of those stupid claymation cartoons where they were always trying to “teach” you something. I think they even had CHURCH cartoons for goodness’ sake.
Just give me some cartoon animals that:
Around the time “Overture, curtains, lights! This is it, you’ll hit the heights!” was sung to me and my brothers by Bugs, Daffy and friends, my parents would slowly begin to wake up from their drunken slumber from the night before. (By the way, am I the only kid that would march around the living room — trying to be quiet — singing the “Overture, curtains, lights” song out loud?)
My dad would give me some paint chips to chew on until breakfast was made, and my mom would toss us some poorly made toys my way with loose pieces just small enough to fit in my esophagus. How great was it to be a kid in the 70s!?! It was basically an unwritten rule with my parents, they knew that Saturday mornings were the only thing I lived for as a kid, so it was rare that a chore was asked to be done before 11am or so.
One thing that got me though was that my parents weren’t big fans of buying us sugary cereal. In our house, we never had Fruit Loops, Frosted Flakes, Cap’n Crunch, Sugar Smacks, Cocoa Puffs, Fruity Pebbles, Apple Jacks, Honeycomb or Diabetes Crunch. We always had stuff like, Cheerios (BEFORE they added flavors like Honey-nut and Apple Cinnamon), Shredded Wheat (seriously, I’ve tasted better gauze bandages), Corn Flakes, Wheat Germ-ios, Golden Herb-Nuggets, and Grape Nuts (literally, the worst-named cereal in history — both names referring to testicles? For BREAKFAST?)
Looking back, I realize that I was a victim of no-sweets child abuse. My mom would not allowing me to rot my teeth out and make me a better candidate for childhood diabetes. Not cool. Don’t judge her though, she only knew what she grew up on. I think her parents gave her a bowl of washers and bolts for breakfast … But I’ve derailed.
As much as I loved Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Sylvester, let’s not forget some other Saturday morning cartoons favorites:
Another point I’d like to make is that after seeing this webpage devoted to TV I like from this era, ABC and CBS were really the only guys that were in serious competition for my cartoon-viewing patronage. NBC tried to compete for my attention with “Godzilla,” “The Fantastic Four” and “Krofft Superstars.” Before I get thousands of emails from the Krofft Superstars apologists out there, let me say I didn’t hate it. But as far as that as a Saturday morning lineup? [Put hand to mouth, make farting sound.]
Then there’s this — a book called, Saturday Morning Fever. Here’s what the end of the synopsis reads: “Little did you know that this cherished world was also the battleground where greedy toy advertisers, network flacks, cutthroat cartoon companies, opportunistic politicians, and concerned parents struggled for the attention-deficit souls of America’s youth. Brothers Tim and Kevin Burke bring us a loving, insightful, and hilarious examination of all aspects of Saturday morning television. Tune in and get ready for some fun.” I MUST GET THIS BOOK!!! That sounds awesome! We can get it at Half.com, shipped and everything, for like $5 … SWEET!
CBS had Bugs Bunny, ABC had Schoolhouse Rock. There were no other channels as far as I was concerned. (Well, literally, there were no other channels, since FOX wasn’t invented yet, and our nob was broke and wouldn’t click over to NBC.) I also remember Dobish blogging about this stuff, and showing a video for Laff-a-Lympics I think, but I couldn’t find it. I did, however, catch his take on cartoons that I missed the first time he posted it — GOOD STUFF! I also caught that we both weren’t big fans of Tweety Bird. L-A-M-E. My Top Five Schoolhouse Rocks
And now, without further adieu, here are the Top 20 Greatest Bugs Bunny & Friends characters ever (While the Tiny Toons were certainly great, I don’t include them in this list):
And I haven’t said his name yet, but Mel Blanc is a god. And Saturday morning cartoons made me into the man-child I am today!
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10 minutes after reading this and BluCowgirl is already aggravated by my School House Rock whistling.
Haha, nice -- I had to listen to Blind Melon's "Three is a Magic Number" one more time just now.
I think businesses should institute Friday afternoon Looney Tunes, to go along with casual Friday.
Hi David,
You are so right about Saturday mornings. Back in the 60's, 70's and 80's. it was absolutely the best time to have grown up. Cartoons and kids shows on all three of the big networks. Not only did we have the best toons to watch, but the commercials were also aimed at kids too. It seemed like a a real friendlier time then. As a kid, I would wake up at 5:55 am on Saturday mornings, turn on the TV set to allow it to warm up, and when I say turn the set on, I mean walk to the TV and actually turn it on by hand...as remote controls was like for the rich. Then, while the TV set was warming up, I'd pour me a bowl of cereal, bring my breakfast on over to the coffee table, which was in our family living room, and begin watching cartoons and kids shows until about noon. After the last toon or kid show was over, I would change out of my PJ's, and go play, till I was either tired, hungry, thirsty, or until it was dark, whichever came first... sometimes riding my bicycle around, or just play catch with some friends. As for the way parents were and toys were back then, my parents slept in until about noon, never understood why until I was in my early teens, and as far as the toys being deadly or dangerous, heck does anyone but me remember LAWN DARTS? But as some of the public service announcements used to tell us...what doesn't kill us, makes us stronger. This bit of advice was good for kids playing with Lawn Darts as well as when we would try to do something silly like, swallowing a whole pack of Pop Rocks, then chugging down an entire bottle of Jolt Cola, while a (friend) would blow some black pepper into your face in order to make us sneeze...the end result of which was something of a wonder to truly behold for any 6th grader. I know what you're thinking already...but I was double dared...and you just don't walk away from that, at least not back then. Great memories of better times.
Hahaha THAT is my kinda childhood, minus the black pepper and jolt cola. haha! Thanks for reading and commenting!