Muppets have been a topic of constant conversation lately. I think it started a couple weeks ago when we took a friend up to Mount Rushmore and watched the display of pop culture references to the memorial, which included a segment from the very first Muppet Show.
Why are the Muppets so cool? In a world of digital animation and high tech special effects, why do a few stuffed animals with outrageous hairdos and sticks attached to their unarticulated limbs still make us so happy? Is it a generational thing? Since we grew up with the Muppets, are we devoted to them? I, personally, would take Muppets over Sponge Bob any day.
The conversation we had last night in the car was about Kermit and why it is he can’t seem to commit to Miss Piggy. Mat’s theory is that maybe Kermit is gay. I disagree. I think Kermit is either a commitmentphobe or maybe just a Miss Piggy-phobe. I’ve always been convinced that she bullied him into the relationship. Hard to blame him for not wanting to go the extra mile. Poor Kermit. Poor Miss Piggy.
And then we voted for our favorite Muppets. Mat voted for Gonzo. I voted for Kermit. Dustin was hesitant to commit to just one, but mentioned Beaker as one of his favorites. I have to second that, since I kind of identify with Beaker’s theory of communication. “Meep” has long been a favorite word of mine. And then there are the Muppet rats from Muppet Treasure Island… aah! And weren’t there Muppet peas somewhere? Maybe I’m imagining that.
Anyway. I just want to go on the record as saying that Muppets rock. Fraggles too.