The Flintstones

 

The Flintstones

 

 

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The Flintstones is Hanna Barbera's first primetime network show, and the very first animated sitcom. It ran 166 episodes from 30 September 1960 to 1 April 1966 on ABC.

Produced by Hanna-Barbera Productions (H-B) for Screen Gems (Columbia Pictures' television unit), The Flintstones is about a working class Stone Age man's life with his family and his next door neighbor and best friends, The Rubbles. It was considered a parody of The Honeymooners but in a prehistoric setting.

It was the first prime-time animated series geared for adults, but kids could watch it also. Not only was it the first animated sitcom, it was also the first animated show to include a laugh track. While the show was originally co-produced and syndicated by Screen Gems, Warner Bros. Television later acquired the rights to The Flintstones after parent Time Warner's purchase of Turner Broadcasting System and its properties, including H-B.

Screen Gems/Columbia Pictures Television syndicated repeats of the program until 1981, when The Program Exchange picked up syndication on Columbia's behalf. In the mid-1990s, syndication moved to Turner Program Services, shortly after Turner's acquisition of H-B, and its acquisition of rights to The Flintstones from Columbia.

The popularity of The Flintstones spawned spin-off shows, television specials and movies. A new series, by Family Guy creator Seth McFarlane, was scheduled to debut on Fox in primetime in 2013, but was discarded at the scripting stage. ^[1]

The Flintstones (1960-66)

 

The Flintstones debuted 30 September 1960 at 8:30 p.m. EST on ABC, with its first episode, "The Swimming Pool". The first season ran for 28 episodes. The show did so well that ABC renewed it for five more seasons.

The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show (1971-72)

 

The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show

"The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show" is a 30-minute Saturday morning animated spin-off of "The Flintstones" which ran for 16 episodes from 11 September 1971 to 2 September 1972 on CBS.

The show followed Pebbles Flintstone and Bamm-Bamm Rubble in their teenage years as girlfriend/boyfriend. The episodes were set mainly in the duo's activities at Bedrock High School with their friends Moonrock, Penny, Wiggy, Cindy (Pebbles' rival) and her boyfriend Fabian, Bad Luck Schleprock and a motorcycle gang called the Bronto Bunch (Bronto, Noodles, Stub and Zonk). Fred, Wilma, Barney and Betty were also featured on the show in supporting roles.

The Flintstone Comedy Hour (1972-73)

 

The Flintstone Comedy Hour

The program originally aired on CBS as an hourlong show from 9 September 1972 to 1 September 1973 on CBS. The show's first half hour included new segments with Fred and Barney, short gags, a dance-of-the-week and songs performed by the new Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm band called "The Bedrock Rockers", followed by four new episodes and reruns of The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show in the second half hour. The show also featured bad-luck Schleprock, Moonrock, Penny, Wiggy and the Bronto Bunch (Bronto, Noodles, Stub and Zonk) from The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show.

For the 1973-74 season, CBS dropped The Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm Show episodes and repackaged the first half-hour segments of The Flintstone Comedy Hour in reruns under the new title The Flintstone Comedy Show from 8 September 1973 to 26 January 1974; these segments were later featured on the syndicated weekday series Fred Flintstone and Friends in 1977. The program continued to air in rebroadcasts under The Flintstone Comedy Show title on USA Cartoon Express, Cartoon Network and Boomerang.

The Flintstone Comedy Show (1980)

 

The Flintstone Comedy Show

 

The Flintstone Comedy Show, not to be confused with the shortened, re-titled 1973 version of CBS' The Flintstone Comedy Hour, was a 90-minute show from 22 November 1980 to 11 September 1982 on NBC.

It contained six segments:

• "The Flintstone Family Adventures" - the traditional antics and adventures of the Flintstones and the Rubbles
• "Bedrock Cops" - Fred and Barney as part-time police officers, assisted by the Shmoo as a trainee under the direction of Sgt. Boulder, fight crime in the city of Bedrock, most of the time chasing after Rockjaw, The Frankenstones' pet monster
• "Pebbles, Dino and Bamm-Bamm" - Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm with pet dinosaur Dino solve mysteries in Bedrock, sometimes accompanied by pals Penny, Wiggy and Moonrock
• "Captain Caveman" - Captain Caveman went under his "secret identity" of Chester the office boy who wore a pair of glasses and a tie, he required a coat rack and an elaborate transformation sequence to become Captain Caveman. Betty and Wilma work for Lou Granite at The Daily Granite.
• "Dino and Cavemouse" - Dino pitted against a pesky little cavemouse in chase sequences
• "The Frankenstones" - the Flintstones' neighbors, Frank, his wife Hidea, their kooky daughter Atrocia, and their teenage son Freaky, who is friends with teenage Pebbles

Also the series had a series of gags, educational spots, games, how-to-draw and a dance-of-the-week were featured in-between the six segments every week.

In 1982, reruns of the show were repackaged for two seasons under the title The Flintstone Funnies. Later reruns went under the titles of ”Flintstone Frolics" and “Back to Bedrock” on the cartoon channels Cartoon Network and Boomerang.

With affection,

Ruben

 

Love Poems by Pablo Neruda 1

 

Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda was the pen name and, later, legal name of the Chilean writer and politician Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto. Neruda assumed his pen name as a teenager, partly because it was in vogue, partly to hide his poetry from his father, a rigid man who wanted his son to have a "practical" occupation. Neruda's pen name was derived from Czech writer and poet Jan Neruda; Pablo is thought to be from Paul Verlaine. With his works translated into many languages, Pablo Neruda is considered one of the greatest and most influential poets of the 20th century.

Neruda was accomplished in a variety of styles, ranging from erotically charged love poems like his collection Twenty Poems of Love and a Song of Despair, surrealist poems, historical epics, and overtly political manifestos. In 1971, Neruda won the Nobel Prize for Literature, a controversial award because of his political activism. Colombian novelist Gabriel García Marquez once called him "the greatest poet of the 20th century in any language."

On July 15, 1945, at Pacaembu Stadium in São Paulo, Brazil, he read to 100,000 people in honor of Communist revolutionary leader Luís Carlos Prestes. When Neruda returned to Chile after his Nobel Prize acceptance speech, Salvador Allende invited him to read at the Estadio Nacional before 70,000 people.

During his lifetime, Neruda occupied many diplomatic posts and served a stint as a senator for the Chilean Communist Party. When Conservative Chilean President González Videla outlawed communism in Chile, a warrant was issued for Neruda's arrest. Friends hid him for months in a house basement in the Chilean port of Valparaíso. Later, Neruda escaped into exile through a mountain pass near Maihue Lake into Argentina. Years later, Neruda was a close collaborator to socialist President Salvador Allende.

Neruda was hospitalized with cancer at the time of the Chilean coup d'état led by Augusto Pinochet. Three days after being hospitalized, Neruda died of heart failure. Already a legend in life, Neruda's death reverberated around the world. Pinochet had denied permission to transform Neruda's funeral into a public event. However, thousands of grieving Chileans disobeyed the curfew and crowded the streets to pay their respects. Neruda's funeral became the first public protest against the Chilean military dictatorship.

 

 

Pablo Neruda Love  Poems 1

(1904-1973)

 

1 female body

 Woman's body, white hills, white thighs, you resemble the world in your attitude of surrender. My body of a wild peasant undermines you and makes the son jump from the bottom of the earth. I was just like a tunnel. The birds fled from me and in me, the night entered the powerful invasion of him. To survive I forged you like a weapon like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling. But the hour of revenge falls, and I love you. Body of skin, of moss, of avid and firm milk. Ah the glasses of the chest! Ah the eyes of absence! Ah, the pubic roses! Ah your slow and sad voice! Body of my woman, will persist in your grace. My thirst, my endless craving, my indecisive path! Dark channels where the eternal thirst follows, and the fatigue continues, and the infinite pain.

2. I n its deadly flame

 In its deadly flame, the light envelops you. Absorbed, pale aching thus situated against the old twilight propellers that revolves around you. Mute, my friend, alone in the lonely of this hour of death and filled with the lives of fire, pure heir of the destroyed day. A cluster of sun falls on your dark dress. Of the night, the great roots suddenly grow from your soul, and things that are hidden in you return to the exterior. so that a pale blue town it feeds on you newborn. Oh great, fertile, and magnetic slave circle that happens in black and gold: erect, try to achieve a creation so vivid that its flowers succumb, and it is full of sadness.

3. Ah vastness of pines, sound of breaking waves, slow play of light, lonely bell, twilight falling in your eyes, doll, and terrestrial conch, in you the earth sings! In you, the rivers sing and my soul flees in them as you wish and wherever you want. Mark my way in your arch of hope and I will release my flock of arrows in delirium. Around me, I am seeing your waist of mist and your silence haunts my persecuted hours, and it is you with your transparent stone arms where my kisses anchor and my wet craving nests. Ah, your mysterious voice that love dyes and bends in the resounding sunset and dying! Therefore, in deep hours over the fields I have seen the ears of corn bent in the mouth of the wind.

4. It is the morning

 It is the morning full of tempest in the heart of summer. Like goodbye white handkerchiefs the clouds travel, the wind shakes them with its traveling hands. Countless heart of the wind beating over our silence in love. Buzzing through the trees, orchestral and divine, like a language full of wars and songs. Wind that carries the litter in rapid robbery and deflects the beating arrows of the birds. Wind that knocks her down in a wave without foam and substance without weight, and fires bowed. It breaks and its volume of kisses submerges fought at the gate of the summer wind.

5. for you to hear me

 For you to hear me my words they get thin sometimes like the footprints of seagulls on the beaches. Necklace, drunk rattlesnake for your hands soft as grapes. In addition, I look at my words from a distance. More than mine, they are yours. They climb in my old pain like ivy. They climb the damp walls like this. You are the one to blame for this bloody game. They are fleeing from my dark lair. You fill everything, you fill everything. Before you, they populated the loneliness you occupy, and they are more used to my sadness than you are. Now I want them to say what I want to tell you so that you can hear them, as I want you to hear me. Anguish's wind still drags them. Hurricanes of dreams still knock them over sometimes. You hear other voices in my sore voice. Tears of old mouths, blood of old supplications. Love me, collaborate.

 Do not leave me. Follow me Follow me, partner, in that wave of anguish. But my words are staining with your love. You occupy everything, you occupy everything. I am making an infinity necklace out of all of them for your white hands, soft as grapes.

6. 6.I remember you how you were last autumn

I remember you as you were last autumn. You were the gray beret and the calm heart. In your eyes, the flames of the twilight fought and the leaves fell in the water of your soul. Clasping my arms like a vine. The leaves picked up your voice slowly and calmly. Bonfire of awe in which my thirst was burning. Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul. I feel your eyes traveling and autumn is distant: gray beret, bird's voice and home heart where my deep desires migrated and my happy kisses fell like embers. Sky from a ship. Field from the hills. Your memory is of light, of smoke, of a calm pond! Beyond your eyes the twilights burned. Dry autumn leaves spun in

7. .Inclined in the afternoons

Inclined in the afternoons Bent over in the afternoons I throw my sad nets to your oceanic eyes. There it stretches and burns in the highest bonfire my loneliness that turns its arms like a castaway. I make red marks on your absent eyes that sway like the sea on the shore of a lighthouse. You only keep darkness, distant female and mine, sometimes the coast of terror emerges from your gaze. Bent over in the afternoons I cast my sad nets to that sea that shakes your oceanic eyes. Night birds peck at the first stars that sparkle like my soul when I love you. The night gallops on its gloomy mare spreading blue spikes over the field.

8. White bee buzzing - drunk on honey in my soul

9. 9. Drunk on turpentine and long kisses

Drunk with turpentine and long kisses, summer, the sailboat of roses I direct, twisted towards the death of the thin day, grounded in solid marine frenzy. Pale and tied to my devouring water I cross in the sour smell of the bare weather. still dressed in gray and bitter sounds, and a sad crest of abandoned foam. I go, hard of passions, riding my unique wave, lunar, solar, hot and cold, sudden, asleep in the throat of the lucky ones islands white and sweet like fresh hips. My kissing dress trembles in the wet night madly charged with electrical managements, heroically divided into dreams And heady roses practicing on me Upstream, amid the outer waves, your parallel body is held in my arms like a fish infinitely attached to my soul fast and slow in sub-celestial energy.

10. 10. We have still missed this twilight.

e even lost this twilight. No one saw us this afternoon with joined hands As the blue night fell on the world I have seen from my window the feast of the west in the distant hills. Sometimes like a coin, a piece of sun lit up between my hands. I remembered you with a tight soul of that sadness that you know me So where were you? Between which genes? Saying what words? Why will all the love come to me at once when I feel sad, and I feel you are far away? The book that is always taken at twilight fell, and like a wounded dog my cloak rolled at my feet. Always, always you walk away in the evenings towards where the twilight runs erasing statues.

 

 

With affection,

Ruben