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As you’ve probably noticed on the Google front page, with the Big Bird and Elmo and Cookie Monster integrations into those six wonderful letters, Sesame Street has turned 40 years old. For 40 years, for approximately four generations, the wonderfully eccentric characters and inhabitants of Sesame Street has inspired and educated children all over the world in the fine arts of counting and being a good neighbor. Even if we weren’t all avid watchers of the show, we’re all vaguely familiar with the sort of values and carefree goodness that are associated with the show. These fuzzy blue puppets with comical features and offstage voices will forever be an iconic symbol of youth and subconscious education. And as these generations of children have grown up, as we reminisce back on our days of Bert and Ernie, we realize that childhood sure was easier than growing up is.

Sesame Street represents the pure and unadulterated innocence of life, a sort of blithe and free happiness and the kind of ignorance that would not be deemed uncouth and silly. It represents a time where things were just plain and simple. As we grow older, it seems that everything gets more complicated, our lives begin to tangle with others and complexities and problems plague us at every turn. There always seems to be just something wrong, some sort of ‘issue’ that can be solved, something to complain about. Rewind about ten years and the biggest problem you’d face would be a healthy-sized boo-boo embedded into your kneecap, easily repaired and appeased with a band-aid. On Sesame Street, no matter what sort of problems arose, the solution was always clear, and everything could be fixed with an apology or some simple addition. In real life, in the not-as-glamourous-once-you’re-there-world of the moderately grown up, a simple but heartfelt “sorry” seems to have lost all its power and band-aids, apparently, actually seem to serve as a festering ground for germs.

If life were as easy as it was back then or anything like how Sesame Street portrays it, you wouldn’t have to worry about obesity or conforming to the aesthetic standards of society, or dental bills. You could eat as many cookies as you wanted without any remorse. And doesn’t, in reality, Cookie Monster represent the simple act of enjoying life and not giving a second thought to paranoia-inducing repercussions? And in the world of Sesame Street, you could live you’re your best friend, you could hang out and do fun things together and have a rubber ducky without having to worry about society or anyone else label you as “homosexual.” We have a funny way of drawing conclusions and deducting things where deduction is not called for. As we’ve grown, the innocence and purity of life have all but dissipated as well, replaced with cynicism and crude remarks. Time and growing up and society have managed to turn everything, even a heartwarmingly enjoyable children’s show into a source of potential scandal and controversy. But you must know, this is, of course, standard in adult-world.

Lest we all turn green and become Oscar the Grouch.

As you’ve probably noticed on the Google front page, with the Big Bird and Elmo and Cookie Monster integrations into those six wonderful letters, Sesame Street has turned 40 years old. For 40 years, for approximately four generations, the wonderfully eccentric characters and inhabitants of Sesame Street has [have] inspired and educated children all over the world in the fine arts of counting and being a good neighbor. Even if we weren’t all avid watchers of the show, we’re all vaguely familiar with the sort of values and carefree goodness that are associated with the show. These fuzzy blue puppets with comical features and offstage voices will forever be an iconic symbol of youth and subconscious education. And as these generations of children have grown [grow] up, as we reminisce back on our days of Bert and Ernie, we realize that childhood sure was easier than growing up is.

Sesame Street represents the pure and unadulterated innocence of life, a sort of blithe and free happiness and [replace the 'and' with a comma] the kind of ignorance that would not be deemed uncouth and silly. It represents a time where things were just plain and simple. As we grow older, it seems that everything gets more complicated, our lives begin to tangle with others[,] and complexities and problems plague us at every turn. There always seems to be just something wrong, some sort of ‘issue’ that can be ['has to be' sounds better] solved, something to complain about. Rewind about ten years and the biggest problem you’d face would be a healthy-sized boo-boo embedded into your kneecap, easily repaired and appeased with a band-aid. On Sesame Street, no matter what sort of problems arose, the solution was always clear, and everything could be fixed with an apology or some simple addition. In real life, in the not-as-glamourous-once-you’re-there- [delete the last hyphen] world of the moderately grown up, a simple but heartfelt “sorry” seems to have lost all its power[,] and band-aids, apparently, actually seem to serve [either delete the 'apparently' or the 'actually seem to'; otherwise it gets repetitive] as a festering ground for germs.

If life were as easy as it was back then[,] or anything like how Sesame Street portrays it [to be], you wouldn’t have to worry about obesity or conforming to the aesthetic standards of society, or dental bills. You could eat as many cookies as you wanted without any remorse. And [, in reality,] doesn’t, in reality, Cookie Monster represent the simple act of enjoying life and not giving a second thought to paranoia-inducing repercussions? And in the world of Sesame Street, you could live you’re your [?? Something's wrong here. Read it over and fix it] best friend, you could hang out and do fun things together and have ['have' isn't the right word here - 'play with', maybe?] a rubber ducky without having to worry about society or anyone else label you as “homosexual.” We have a funny way of drawing conclusions and deducting [deducing] things where deduction is not called for. As we’ve grown, the innocence and purity of life have all but dissipated as well, replaced with cynicism and crude remarks. Time and growing up and society have managed to turn everything, even a heartwarmingly enjoyable children’s show into a source of potential scandal and controversy. But you must know, this is, of course, standard in adult-world.

Lest we all turn green and become Oscar the Grouch.

FIRST EDIT.

As you’ve probably noticed on the lately on the Google front page, with the Big Bird and Elmo and the Cookie Monster integrations into those six wonderful letters, Sesame Street has turned 40 years old. For 40 years, for approximately four generations, the wonderfully eccentric characters and inhabitants of Sesame Street have inspired and educated children all over the world in the fine arts of counting and being a good neighbor all the while instilling good morals. And as these generations of children grow up, as we reminisce back on our days of Bert and Ernie and sitting cross-legged in front of the television, we realize that childhood sure was easier than growing up is.

Sesame Street represents the pure and unadulterated innocence of life, a sort of blithe and free happiness, the kind of ignorance that would not be deemed uncouth and silly. It represents a time where things were just plain and simple. As we grow older, it seems that everything gets more complicated, our lives begin to tangle with others[,] and complexities and problems plague us at every turn. There always seems to be just something wrong, some sort of ‘issue’ that has to be solved, something to complain about. Rewind about ten years and the biggest problem you’d face would be a healthy-sized boo-boo embedded into your kneecap, easily repaired and appeased with a band-aid. On Sesame Street, no matter what sort of problems arose, the solution was always clear, and everything could be fixed with an apology or some simple addition. In real life, in the not-as-glamorous-once-you’re-there world of the moderately grown up, a simple but heartfelt “sorry” seems to have lost all its power, and band-aids, apparently, are actually festering grounds for germs and bacteria.

If life were as easy as it was back then, or anything like how Sesame Street portrays it to be, you wouldn’t have to worry about obesity or conforming to the aesthetic standards of society, or dental bills. You could eat as many cookies as you wanted without any remorse. And, in reality, doesn’t Cookie Monster represent the simple act of enjoying life and not giving a second thought to paranoia-inducing repercussions? And in the world of Sesame Street, you could live with your best friend, you could hang out and do fun things together and play with a rubber ducky together without having to worry about society or anyone else labeling you as “homosexual.” We have a funny way of drawing conclusions and deducing things where deduction is not called for. As we’ve grown, the innocence and purity of life have all but dissipated as well, replaced with cynicism and crude remarks. Time and growing up and society have managed to turn everything, even a heartwarmingly enjoyable children’s show into a source of potential scandal and controversy. But you must know, this is, of course, standard in adult-world.

Lest we all turn green and become Oscar the Grouch.

As you’ve probably noticed on the [delete] lately on the Google front page, with the Big Bird and Elmo and the Cookie Monster integrations into those six wonderful letters, Sesame Street has turned 40 years old. For 40 years, for approximately four generations, the wonderfully eccentric characters and inhabitants of Sesame Street have inspired and educated children all over the world in the fine arts of counting and being a good neighbor all the while instilling good morals. And as these generations of children grow up, as we reminisce back on our days of Bert and Ernie and sitting cross-legged in front of the television, we realize that childhood sure was easier than growing up is.

Sesame Street represents the pure and unadulterated innocence of life, a sort of blithe and free happiness, the kind of ignorance that would not be deemed uncouth and silly. It represents a time where things were just plain and simple. As we grow older, it seems that everything gets more complicated, our lives begin to tangle with others[,] and complexities and problems plague us at every turn. There always seems to be just something wrong, some sort of ‘issue’ that has to be solved, something to complain about. Rewind about ten years and the biggest problem you’d face would be a healthy-sized boo-boo embedded into your kneecap, easily repaired and appeased with a band-aid. On Sesame Street, no matter what sort of problems arose, the solution was always clear, and everything could be fixed with an apology or some simple addition. In real life, in the not-as-glamorous-once-you’re-there world of the moderately grown up, a simple but heartfelt “sorry” seems to have lost all its power, and band-aids, apparently, are actually festering grounds for germs and bacteria.

If life were as easy as it was back then, or anything like how Sesame Street portrays it to be, you wouldn’t have to worry about obesity or conforming to the aesthetic standards of society, or dental bills. You could eat as many cookies as you wanted without any remorse. And, in reality, doesn’t Cookie Monster represent the simple act of enjoying life and not giving a second thought to paranoia-inducing repercussions? And in the world of Sesame Street, you could live with your best friend, you could hang out and do fun things together and play with a rubber ducky together without having to worry about society or anyone else labeling you as “homosexual.” We have a funny way of drawing conclusions and deducing things where deduction is not called for. As we’ve grown, the innocence and purity of life have all but dissipated as well, replaced with cynicism and crude remarks. Time and growing up and society have managed to turn everything, even a heartwarmingly --> [not a word] enjoyable children’s show into a source of potential scandal and controversy. But you must know, this is, of course, standard in adult-world.

Lest we all turn green and become Oscar the Grouch.

SECOND EDIT!

As you’ve probably noticed lately on the Google front page, with the Big Bird and Elmo and the Cookie Monster integrations into those six wonderful letters, Sesame Street has turned 40 years old. For 40 years, for approximately four generations, the wonderfully eccentric characters and inhabitants of Sesame Street have inspired and educated children all over the world in the fine arts of counting and being a good neighbor all the while instilling good morals. And as these generations of children grow up, as we reminisce back on our days of Bert and Ernie and sitting cross-legged in front of the television, we realize that childhood sure was easier than growing up is.

Sesame Street represents the pure and unadulterated innocence of life, a sort of blithe and free happiness, the kind of ignorance that would not be deemed uncouth and silly. It represents a time where things were just plain and simple. As we grow older, it seems that everything gets more complicated, our lives begin to tangle with others[,] and complexities and problems plague us at every turn. There always seems to be just something wrong, some sort of ‘issue’ that has to be solved, something to complain about. Rewind about ten years and the biggest problem you’d face would be a healthy-sized boo-boo embedded into your kneecap, easily repaired and appeased with a band-aid. On Sesame Street, no matter what sort of problems arose, the solution was always clear, and everything could be fixed with an apology or some simple addition. In real life, in the not-as-glamorous-once-you’re-there world of the moderately grown up, a simple but heartfelt “sorry” seems to have lost all its power, and band-aids, apparently, are actually festering grounds for germs and bacteria.

If life were as easy as it was back then, or anything like how Sesame Street portrays it to be, you wouldn’t have to worry about obesity or conforming to the aesthetic standards of society, or dental bills. You could eat as many cookies as you wanted without any remorse. And, in reality, doesn’t Cookie Monster represent the simple act of enjoying life and not giving a second thought to paranoia-inducing repercussions? And in the world of Sesame Street, you could live with your best friend, you could hang out and do fun things together and play with a rubber ducky together without having to worry about society or anyone else labeling you as “homosexual.” We have a funny way of drawing conclusions and deducing things where deduction is not called for. As we’ve grown, the innocence and purity of life have all but dissipated as well, replaced with cynicism and crude remarks. Time and growing up and society have managed to turn everything, even a heartwarming and enjoyable children’s show into a source of potential scandal and controversy. But you must know, this is, of course, standard in adult-world.

Lest we all turn green and become Oscar the Grouch.