Molly Lombardo
Dear Cruel World

Dear Cruel World,

_____The sadness in my heart and the emptiness in my soul have become far too great for me to withstand. This sense of darkness has driven my broken heart black. Why did you, cruel world, have to take the great shows away from the children made in the 80's?
_____The 80's television shows were magnificent. Where a dude ranch and the Legends of the Hidden Temple were the hot places to chill out. I can remember a Carebear stare, with Rainbow Bright little ponies that brough Strawberry Shortcake to those of us who watched. Where being in the He-man woman hater's club took GUTS and we had Clarissa Explain it All. The early 90's also brought happiness to my youthful mind. I had Eureka's Castle with Rocko's Modern Life which had me singing "Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy." Then, we all took a slimy Double Dare while we Salute Your Shorts and where the Smurfs fought a time slot with David the Traveling Gnome. We the children were also brought Fraggle Rock and the always entertaining Animaniacs while "Bill Clinton played his Sax." Finally, where we were all Afraid of the Dark and Ahh Real Monsters were the original reason it was scary to open our closets.
_____Ergo I am saddened to say that I died a little inside when one of these great shows were cancelled. Now I am forced to live in a pineapple under the sea with a porous sponge, and I am drowning my soul no more. Some people may say I am living in the past, but I would rather live in the past then in Elmo's World, where there is no rubber ducky and Cookie Monster is reduced to eating vegetables. So cruel world filled with your political correctness, I will live in you no more. I am cancelling my life the way Speedy Gonzalez was taken off Looney Tunes. If there was ever a need to find my remains of sanity it would be now with my friend Stick Stickley, and you can write me at PO Box 963 New York City, New York State, zip code 10108.
__________________________________________________Goodbye Cruel World