As an informed Little, I was aware that most cartoons were safe for viewing. Contrary to popular belief, Amazons are no more immune to mind fuckery, hypnosis, conditioning and subliminal messaging, than anyone else. It would be social and financial suicide for a major broadcasting company to lace their stuff with mindfucking shows, (not to mention illegal).
Littles Network though…
“Don’t worry,” Michelle said. “It’s safe.” Ollie laughed as SeaBenedict Cucumberbatch ran headfirst into a wall for the third time.
Bert still was wolfing down sunny side up eggs on toast; at least his third helping today. “Boy’d be going a lot quieter and wide eyed if there was something hinky goin’ on behind the screen.”
I just shook my head. It was no Muffets; still better than Contest of Crowns. That thing had meandered along and died a slow death as soon as the showrunners had run out of novels to adapt from.