Waah! Lucky duck. The reason I was a witch on Halloween for three years is because I always wanted to be one when I was a kiddo, and mom wouldn’t let me. Yes, more bullshit about the occult. I suppose I should happy my folks weren’t crazy enough to forbid Halloween and trick-or-treating altogether, but I did always have to wear wholesome costumes. I never got to be a witch, or a devil, or a zombie, so I had to go as cutesy stuff like princess or clown or something. I wanted to be a witch so damn bad! (I actually have to separate witch costumes in my closet right now.) I was an angel this year, which is mom-approved.
No MWC for me either, but that’s because she thought it was too raunchy for me. When the show came out, I was, I dunno… 6?
My mom’s attitude toward horror movies was surprisingly lax. I know… Whatever.
My friends and I would play He-Man and She-Ra almost every day when I was in an Orthodox Jewish pre-K. I was the only girl in that group, and I always got stuck being She-Ra. I mean, she was cool and all, but occasionally one wanted to do something different.
I’m surprised it wasn’t banned due to depicting rampant drug use and promoting the gay agenda. I mean look at their outfits! This large muscular Nordic man in a Gay Pride parade outfit tripping balls on LSD and going on a drug fueled violent rage (“I have the POWER!!!”) with random rainbows going on in the background, animals changing shape and everything! His main enemy? His archnemesis? Another musclebound freak who’s body was created using the same injection mold just with a different color plastic and a skull for a face!
Why couldn’t you watch You Can’t Do That On Television?
say it… saaaaaaaaayyyy iiiiiit…
My mom thought it actively promoted that kids be disrespectful and rude, if I remember correctly; it was almost 25 years ago. Nickelodeon did sort of pioneer that watered-down rebellious attitude that “homework sucks, adults suck” for the basic cable kids. I argued that it was just silly. She had my dad watch some of it with me, and they decided ultimately that I could watch it, but not with my younger sister.
I was allowed to watch He-Man, although I’m sure if Grandma had ever gotten a good look at it, she’d have changed her mind.
I do recall her saying once that she regretted allowing me to read “all those witch books” when I was a kid, because it drove me away from religion. I gave her a quizzical look and she said, “Like The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe!”
Yeah, my Grandma’s a loon, but I love her.
Ahhh…I remember the last day I got to watch He-Man.
It was the season finale. He-Man had finally got one up on Skeletor and was giving him a righteous skull fucking. When my mom saw that it was all over.
Nope, but my mom was leery of G.I. Joe after seeing a little of the episode where Cobra makes clones of people and they start melting. It WAS pretty creepy.
And for He-Man, just look up him and 4 Non-Blondes on youtube.
No. I was forbidden to watch He-Man because of the overt homosexual overtones.
I’m just kidding. My parents wouldn’t have cared, but it was pretty gay IIRC.
My mom had some weird-ass shit we were foribidden to watch.
Monty Python
Clash of the Titans (the original)
maybe a couple of other random shows or movies.
There was no rhyme or reason for it. To a certain extent, I would describe my parents as typical “weird suburban lunatics”. That is to say, they hear something somewhere and get a stupid idea in their head. Since they live out in the suburbs isolated from the rest of the world, it just sort of sticks and becomes their reality.
I had to live with my super-Southern-Baptist grandparents for a while as a kid, and most cartoons and pop culture to them in general were tools of evil to lure me into doom and strictly forbidden. I did have a VHS of Snow White I could watch, and Rainbow Brite was okay. They even had this huge mousetrap with cartoon stickers stuck all over and the words HELL written in marker, it to illustrate that while the images may be pretty, if I touch them I’ll get caught and go burn.
One year my mom sent me one of those troll dolls with the big hair for Easter - it was wearing a lamb costume and placed in the middle of a potted plant. They seriously lost their shit and destroyed it, claiming the lamb costume meant the troll (who was a form of the devil) was killing Jesus and then impersonating him to fool the masses.
I wasn’t allowed to listen to any music other than gospel, either. Even if it was gospel, drums were out - percussion was a throwback to old Africa, where heathens summoned devils from hell with magic drum beats. I don’t know how they came up with this stuff.
