I happened to spot him exiting a plane in Laguardia more than 20 years ago. Never have I seen an outpouring of such love and affection by so many toward one person. He handled it all magnificently, with responsiveness and decorum. I came away from the sight with one thought in mind: You do NOT take on Mister Rogers.
So, here I go:
Guys, would you have let him measure you for a pair of Bermuda shorts? (If the answer is an unequivocal “yes,” then report to the nearest locker room for a much-needed punchdown).
Gals, would you have let him alone with your kids?
Granted, the man passed a long career as a celebrity of sorts without even the faintest hint of scandal.
But as much ground as he covered (superficially) in his career, he never took on one topic: Masturbation.
You know he did it. He‘s now dead, but he was a human being, after all. He certainly plucked the magic twanger more than once. He polished his own helmet when his doughy-skinned and wholesomely unattractive wife wasn’t immediately available. We all know he did. So why did he never address this topic in his show?
People do it all the time! It’s important to them! Why would‘ve Mister Rogers, beloved of us all, decline on this most important subject?