Captain Power, or, The TV is Shooting Lasers at Me


Folks, let me tell you, Captain Power – tremendous show, absolutely tremendous. And the toys? Believe me, nobody had toys like that. This wasn't some weak, failing little cartoon; this was serious stuff, the best. It was like the Trump Shuttle of action toys – innovative, exciting, and way ahead of its time. We're talking post-apocalyptic battles, robots taking over the world, and heroes fighting back bigly. If you were a kid in the '80s, you remember this, or if you don't, you're missing out on pure gold.

Picture this: It's the year 2147, after these "Metal Wars," where machines went rogue and wiped out most of humanity. But we don't want to have wars, we have to have peace. I could have ended the Metal Wars in one day; in fact, they never would have started if I had been president. 

Lord Dread, this evil cyborg villain – he's digitizing people into pixels, total nightmare, very bad. He's digitizing the dogs, he's digitizing the cats, he's digitizing the pets of the people who live there. But then comes Captain Jonathan Power, played by Tim Dunigan, a total leader, leading his team of Soldiers of the Future. Super high energy guy. Good looking guy. Really strong, really tough, believe me. 

Captain Power is an example of somebody who's done an amazing job and is being recognized more and more, I notice. And the Soldiers of the Future, they always came out on top, they fought like champions. That's what we need, champions. Not losers like Spongebob Squarepants. He choked like a dog.

And the Captain Power toys! People talk about innovation – this was innovation. You could actually shoot your toy at the TV screen! Imagine that! The enemies on the show, they'd react. They'd explode, they'd get hit, they'd go back to Univision. It was incredible. Nobody had ever seen anything like it. It was like having a private army, right there in your living room. Other companies, they tried to copy it, but they couldn't. They just didn't have the vision, the know-how. Very sad!

Some people say it was too dark, too intense. They don't understand. This was reality, or at least a very powerful vision of it. It showed us you have to be strong, you have to be smart, and you have to be tough, or you won't have a country anymore. It was a warning, and a great one. It was ahead of its time, really. Maybe too smart for some people, too powerful. But for those of us who appreciate strength and winning, it was perfect.

So, when I think about Captain Power, I think about what America can be. Strong, innovative, fighting for freedom. We need that spirit today. We need leaders who understand what it means to win, who'll win so much you'll get tired of winning. Captain Power, a truly great American story.

Location: Manhattan, New York, NY, USA

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