For Wufniks Magazine.
#4 Institutional racism in the cartoon version of Ghostbusters, also known paradoxically as The Real Ghostbusters.
The city had just been rid of some ghosts after a tough battle, and the camera panned across the four as they celebrated their feat. We saw Peter. We saw Egon. We saw Ray. We only saw half of Winston. Oh, only half of the black guy’s good enough for you animators, is it? That shit messes me up. That shit made me turn to my neighbour in the crèche and say, ‘God damn institutional racism in cartoons!’ My neighbour turned back to me and said, ‘Where’s my daddy? I want to go back to my daddy, now. You’re not my daddy. You smell of beans.
#5 Five year olds telling me I smell of beans.
Yeah, so I smell of beans! I smell of beans because I had beans, all right? Does that automatically give you the right to tell me I smell of beans, five year old child? When the opening credits of Thundercats came on, I noticed you’d messed yourself. Did I say anything? Did I say, ‘Small child, I believe you’ve shit your pants?’ Did I? No, because I have integrity. I just kept my mouth shut through the whole episode, which, by the way, you spoiled, because of your pooey smell.
