Like the angelic Elves abandoning Middle-earth before Sauron's darkness covered the land, the death of Fred Rogers - especially so soon after the demise of Mr. Dressup and the Friendly Giant - makes me very ill at ease. What do they know that we don't?
The monkey boy in the Oval Office remains undaunted in his quest to thump his cudgel on Saddam's head, damn the (literal) fallout to the rest of the civilized world, and meanwhile our most benevolent children's TV hosts are donning their angel wings and getting out of Dodge. Coincidence? You wish.
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