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Even Hitler Hates ‘Velma’
And can you blame him?
One of my favorite Saturday morning cartoons in my childhood was Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?
Every week, I loved to see what new ghost or villain would show up to be thwarted by Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby as they traveled about town in the psychedelic-colored van they called the Mystery Machine.
It was good, clean fun! Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby were my favorite characters. I identified a lot with Velma because we were both short, wore glasses, had brown hair, and liked to read. Mostly, though, I liked Velma because she was practical, and she kept everyone else grounded.
Well, okay, you can’t ground Shaggy or Scooby much, but Velma tried!
Years passed. I became a teenager who preferred to sleep in on Saturday mornings rather than watch cartoons. Then I went off to college. I went to work, got married. Life happened, Covid, you name it.
Finally, this year, along came Velma, a prequel series in which my four favorite mystery-solving, meddling kids (minus Scooby?!), were in high school, solving mysteries. And I was all set to like it, because Scoobs!
Well, this isn’t your mother’s Scooby-Doo — or your mother’s Velma, either.