Dear BBC
This Sunday morning while I was channel hopping scouring the airwaves to see what terrestrial television could offer, I was disturbed to find a television programme called Shaggy and Scooby Doo Get A Clue.
And I am outraged.
This is neither the Scooby Doo nor the Shaggy of my childhood.
In fact, who are these imposters?
Shaggy resembles, in a roundabout kind of way, the person he used to be, and the voice is more or less accurate.
But Scooby Doo fails to look or sound like he used to!
Not only are these things different, but he seems to be able to eat some kind of new Scooby Snack which endows him with the ability to transform himself in to… other animals!
In this morning’s episode he became some kind of leopard/Scooby clone.
What is this rubbish?
Don’t you understand that by providing this kind of pap to the youth of today you are melting their brains?
Where are the old values?
Where’s the tall skinny bird who wore skirts that were slightly too short?
Where’s the slightly thick college football guy who had a taste for bad sweaters, dubious neckerchiefs and stating the blindingly obvious?
Where’s the slightly pudgy but somehow beguilingly sexy dumpy chica with an IQ of several thousand, who always got the plot light-years before anyone else?
For crying out loud, is it any wonder that the country is in moral decline? You have corrupted a sweetly innocent crime-fighting team in your attempt to ‘keep up with the children’.
I demand that you return the real Shaggy, the real Scooby Doo (and remove those stupid Scooby snacks which, in my day, used to be nothing more than biscuits where were also used as items of bribery to get Scooby to perform some death-defying feat or other) and also return the three other members of the Scooby Gang.
I mean, you would have gotten away with it if it hadn’t been for those darned kids.
B.
p.s. Yes, I know that the programme was on ITV, but this is just the kind of letter that Wogan would read out on BBC’s Point Of View and I didn’t want to spoil a good story.
That’s nearly as bad as the spin offs from the flintstones. Why ruin a good thing?
I have seen the dross to which you refer and am in complete agreement.
If there’s a petition or anything you’d like me to sign…
Thanks for your support folks. I mean, this is my childhood these people are screwing with. I know nostalgia isn’t what it used to be, but all the same!!!! 🙂
It’s like those misguided people who re-made the movie Godzilla. They took out all the cheesy, badly filmed elements of the movie, not realizing that the clumsy lip-synching and unrealistic plastic models were what gave the movie its edge, its risk-taking amusement. Hmph. Philistines.
change is a good thing, if you want to feel like a child again, watch the old episodes, or suck on your mums tits.
Here here! I think this calls for a Facebook petition or something 🙂
Oh actually, that should be “hear, hear!” , shouldn’t it?!
It’s all the weird, creepy janitor’s fault…although he’s probably called a sanitation operative these days. Pah. I’m cancelling my licence fee…oh..er…I don’t actually pay it anyway.
Mya x