Meh Little Pony

yawnI’ve been quiet the last few weeks, as I’ve been wrestling with some intensely vocational, providential questions that ask me to define the nature and intention of the rest of my days.  Esoteric matters that cry out for existential consideration and an ability to take an objective look at my life, all that I want to achieve, and all that I may ever achieve.

Since that’s sort of boring and lame, I’m going to talk about My Little Pony instead.

Clearly Photoshopped: Rick Astley isn't Catholic.

Clearly Photoshopped: Rick Astley isn’t Catholic.

You see, I’ve seen this whole “brony” thing happen with a sort of curious, up turned eyebrow.  At first, I assumed it was just the tendency of the meme culture to latch onto things out of the pure, ironic camp of the subject matter.  Zombies, Christopher Walken, planking, and the mighty Rick Astley…and things that people just decided to like for the hell of it.  I figured the brony crazy was just the latest iteration of the internet’s obsession with quirky crap.

So the other day, when the lady pet was taking a nap and SH bounced up and down asking me to put on My Little Pony, I decided it was time to educate myself.

The final judgement?  Don’t get me wrong; I definitely appreciate the show.  Graded on the curve of children’s entertainment, it’s like an island of Terry Pratchett wit and cleverness amidst an ocean of dross, knock offs, and easy paychecks for IP owners.  It was also nice to watch a cartoon produced for little girls that doesn’t set the bar of their achievement so low that a molecule couldn’t limbo under it.  Why there are a whole bunch of adult males loosing their shit over toy ponies still baffles me, but it’s a cartoon I can put on without either wincing from the sheer avalanche of feminine tropes or sighing from it’s ability to numb the adult mind.  Not too shabby.

I never realized that their entire bodies could fit in their heads...now I can't notice anything else.

I never realized that their entire bodies could fit in their heads…now I can’t notice anything else.

I ended up looking into the show more deeply, because I found it had a lot more chops then it should have had.  The last time I had remembered enjoying a “girl-oriented” cartoon to any degree was the Powerpuff Girls, so imagine my lack of surprise when I find one of the same people behind that cartoon was behind this one:  Lauren Faust.  You may know her work from not only Powerpuff Girls  but  Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, The MaxxCodename: Kids Next Door, The Iron Giant, and Quest for Camalot.  So at least the quality of it makes sense, especially considering her husband‘s resume is just as polished and they often work on projects together.

Just...no rainbows, please.  Unless Goliath has to kill mutant leprechauns or something...then I'm down.

Just…no rainbows, please. Unless Goliath has to kill mutant leprechauns or something…then I’m down.

I wonder if they’d consider trying to reboot Gargoyles….

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