Zaphod has an assignment to memorize the preamble to the constitution. He is annoyed to heck with the fact that ever since he told me this, I’ve been singing it to him, nonstop.
Those of you who are about my age understand:
Schoolhouse Rock. It might be the single most unifying pop culture phenomenon of my generation, besides maybe the US Festival. It was an incredible teaching tool. To this day, I know all of the words to the preamble, but only in song. I’ll bet most of the other parents at my kids’ school are singing it, too.
Good memories of ABC Saturday mornings.