I was reading this: How We Won the War on Dungeons & Dragons It was interesting because I missed the whole thing (you had to be adolescent or older in the mid-80's for it to affect you), but it reminded me of several similar waves of hysteria regarding Protecting Our Children that I had to live through. For example, I remember when the original Ninja Turtle movie came out in the summer of 1990. Every media outlet proclaimed that it was the single most violent movie ever made, and that any parent who let their kid see it was irresponsible and should be whipped with chains. Needless to say, I still haven't seen that one in full. My parents' level of censorship fluctuated depending on the medium. When it came to comic books, my mom was one of Dr. Wertham's last holdouts and judged EVERYTHING with a superhero in it as evil and corruptible. (Of course, if I'd grown up with some of that Liefeld stuff, I probably WOULD have become a criminal, but I digress.) The heaviest form of censorship came down on things I wrote and drew myself. No kidding. I was very heavily restricted when it came to my own thoughts. I remember my mother getting angry when a character appeared in a cartoon I'd made with the name "Ima Jerk." "That's not nice, calling someone a jerk!!" she raged. Um.....ok. A few weeks later she got angry with me for a scene in which a toilet appeared. After that I quit showing my parents my work. At its height, I was forbidden to draw dragons (my uncle had convinced my parents, briefly, that they were real and associated with Satan) and even forbidden to draw....fire. They banned fire once. She was most lenient when it came to movies -- I was allowed to rent films up to PG-13 as soon as I was young enough to watch a TV. To this day I have no idea why she was so forgiving of cinema profanity, but it was the one medium where she trusted me not to be stupid enough to imitate anything, and for that, I never argued about it. Why would I? Eventually I was old enough that they couldn't control me anymore. When Pokemon first came out I had the games and played them regularly. That was when my parents reached into their church newsletter and pulled out a badly-Xeroxed pamphlet called "THE TRUTH ABOUT POKEMON" that alleged, among other things, the seizure incident in Japan was due to demons flying out of the Pokemon show and possessing children. They bought every word.