Muppets and Psychology

This past Sunday afternoon around Paige's dinner table we were discussing some rather random topics, mostly involving childhood television shows. Much was said on the topic of Sesame Street and how lame it's gotten lately. Oscar the Grouch is happy now? What's up with that? How did freaking Elmo, with his atrocious grammar, become a superstar when much cooler characters like Frazzle and the yip-yip-yip Aliens are almost unheard of? This is the sort of nonsense up with which we should not put.

It was decided that of all the Sesame Street characters, Grover is most in need of psychiatric help. He's a total basket case. Telly is both overly co-dependent and paranoid. Cookie Monster is obsessive-compulsive, and Oscar is (or was, I suppose) chronically depressed. I'm not going anywhere near Ernie and Bert.

Kermit is king. Long live the King.