It is football season.
No, I don't waste my time and money watching the games.
In the comics section of the newspaper, football season is always a reminder to good ol' Charlie Brown (yes, in reruns and, no, not the character 'rerun') not to believe that this time he will kick the ball that Lucy offers to hold for him. Not to believe whatever Lucy says about no more cheating and lying. Yet, he trusts her that this time it will be different.
Good ol' Charlie Brown.
We love the Charlie Browns of the world because they are Charlie Browns. It will be a rotten, rotten world if there were no Charlie Browns.
I wonder if our preferences for cartoon characters also says something about our own personalities?