Ёжик в тумане

This is my first post and a little clip meant for the blog reader more than myself. I couldn't sleep and thought it's time for some childhood cartoons. Here's one of the classics, Hedgehoggie in the Fog. My world without Russian cartoons would not be the same.
The Lion King and other Disney movies still leave my lying emotionless, I really don't want to sing to these songs whether I'm high, or low, I usually just pretend to recognise them. The other night someone put some Disney music on and people from Brazil to Poland town sang along, but I just wanted to stand up and keep walking til I disappear in the fog. Well, on the spot, of course, I just closed my eyes and politely waited for them to stop, maybe slightly giving an impression to be enjoying this. I guess the cartoons just say we're not all the same after all, or we might be, but we haven't always been. For some reason Disney makes me angry, it stands for this particular childhood happiness or something else very Western.

I like the book about Bambi though.