Flee the Mouse

After four days of exploring the nooks and crannies of southern California, we finally got tickets into Disneyland today. We had planned it so, expecting huge fireworks to usher in the New Year. There will be the fireworks we anticipated, but after spending almost seven hours in Disneyland, our feet are weary and it seems that the New Year celebrations may not be enough to get us out of our hotel room tonight.
Maybe we've outgrown the whole "magical Disney" hype. I for one have never been especially fond of Disney, preferring Warner Brothers' Looney Tunes characters. After taking in a few rides and watching the Disneyland parade in which they played the same Christmas medley incessantly, I think I've had my fill.
Fireworks every night, millions of balloons, giant mice. I can't help but see a corporation that has made gadzillions living off their ever-extending copyright protections. It is not the protection of the mouse that has prohibited the probable enriching of human culture; it is the greed of the rats that run the corporation.
Free the mouse. Free culture.

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