Saturday Morning Cartoons

If Muslims rioted in the streets over a couple of drawings in a Danish newspaper, a cartoon portraying Arabs as big dumb lummoxes and Napoleonic twerps who ride squeaky camels should really piss somebody off.

Not only is this clip a classic, and one of the most quotable cartoons in the Warner Brothers collection, it's worth watching for nothing more than Daffy's face at the 1:54 mark.

From 1957, here's Chuck Jones's Ali Baba Bunny.

Saturday Morning Cartoons

With the possible exception of the legendary What's Opera Doc?, this could very well be the most popular Warner Brothers cartoon of all time. It's a classic in every sense of the word.

From 1953, here's Chuck Jones's Duck Amuck.

Saturday Morning Cartoons

I want to start a weekend trend around these parts, and it's borne from the fact that the truly great cartoons -- the ones I remember from my youth all the way into my late teens -- have vanished from Saturday mornings. The timeless classics, which miraculously really are as fresh and funny today as they were when they were created half a century ago, have been replaced by the worst kind of soulless, Disney-concocted dreck, just brimming with over-stylized pre-packaged hip.

This cannot stand.

Put simply, a kid raised on Bugs Bunny and Tom and Jerry will turn out smarter, sharper and generally cooler than a slavish little rugrat weaned on nonsense like Hannah Montana, Zack and Cody and Yu-Gi-Oh!

Tell me your kids will still be quoting That's So Raven two decades from now, or that Emperor's New School will have a shelf-life beyond a couple of years (when the cultural touchstones it so cleverly tries to tap into have evaporated, leaving its humor completely anachronistic).

So, here at Malcontent Central, we're bringing back the immortal classics on Saturday mornings. Why? Because they rule -- that's why.

To kick it all off, I figured it makes sense to go with the cartoon that I referenced a couple of days ago while writing about, of all things, Rachael Ray.

From 1950, here's Chuck Jones's brilliant Rabbit Fire.

Donut (Ass)Holes

When I hear the words "Rachael Ray," "scarf" and "donuts" in the same sentence, really only one thing comes to mind -- and suicide bombing jihadist certainly isn't it.

As much as I'd like nothing more than to see Rachael actually explode (and she seems to be well on her way to doing just that), behold the most fucking ridiculous, asinine, balls-out stupid thing I've seen the laughable dingbats on the far right pull since the whole "Freedom Fries" nonsense a few years back.

This is so goddamned absurd that I honestly can't come up with a way to improve upon it. I challenge you to read this and not make the incredulous/shocked/pissed-off face that Daffy Duck made a bunch of times while debating whether it was rabbit season or duck season with Bugs Bunny.

(The Huffington Post: Dunkin Donuts Pulls Rachael Ray Ad After Complaints About Scarf)