My younger sister used to like this when she was little because of the chorus line of little bats singing in support of the Count. It is one of the joys in life to know what someone likes and remember them for it.
I wish I knew what you liked and I could send you things like that. We don't have that relationship, and I'm not very good at those anyway. I've never known how to be. Maybe I would have if I'd ever had a pet.
It has been a lot of years of having no power or place of my own and then bringing more people into the world without power or places of their own. People with strength and resources find ways to put you down for having no resources and you wind up dependent on someone else's.
It was a miserable life being married to someone who really wanted all of the resources for himself and didn't want to share. It made my choices necessary. I am only sorry I married him and grateful for the divorce that parted me legally from his name and actions.
I regret needing the resources of others to survive. I'm grateful they were willing to share but now the indebted feelings are forever in my soul, relentless and unkind, they devour me.
The Count was created from a dark figure in history. Maybe Sesame Street was trying to make the dark things in history a little less scary for kids. Wouldn't it be wonderful to live in a world where people didn't think of all kinds of scary things to do to other people, animals, objects.
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