Park: Oddly, it might have been Hong Kong Phooey. I haven't even started to think about the cross-cultural (or in this case, "racist"?) angles to this show. Oh, man.

Pitlor: I think I was born a very old person who found anything too brightly colored, intrusively soundtracked or slaptickly humored hugely irritating. I am not and have never been, not at three or five or ten, a fan of cartoons. I was the only child I knew who chose not to watch Bugs Bunny or Tom and Jerry. I distinctly remember declaring them "immature"––and this had to be in first or second grade. It's not something to be proud of. I've always felt left out of the national hoopla that comes with each release of a new Shrek movie. A few cartoons I've found tolerable, though barely: Peanuts (I loved Linus and Woodstock, but couldn't stand Charlie Brown's endless moping and Lucy's shrill manipulating) and Monsters Inc., though by the end of the movie, I was squirming in my seat and desperate to look at regular human beings again. Does Pixar even count?

Rich: Ren and Stimpy.


––What are your memories of watching this cartoon?

Amend: Vague embarrassment that my religion was being paraded in front of what I assumed was the whole world, coupled with curiosity that Jews existed outside of the kids I knew from Sunday School, and compounded by boredom. I also recall, though this must be a memory that I’ve grafted onto that time, that the title of the show was somehow dirty… It strikes me now as better suited to be the title of a porn film, or the name of a Vietnamese brothel.

Boudinot: All I really remember about this show was that it took place in post-apocalyptic time. The barbarian who gave the show its title looked sort of like Conan or He-Man, and he had a number of accomplices who rode around with him on horses, fighting bad guys.