I said to myself, "Man, where were shows like this when I was growing up?!" Then I felt it, the overwhelming sense of betrayal to my own childhood. I was brought up on shows like "Sesame Street," "Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood," and "3-2-1 Contact!" Now here I was, bedazzled by the glamor and glitz of "Yo Gabba Gabba"...stabbing my childhood shows right in the back. I was joining a gang, signing up to be a "Gabber," if you will. I could see it now, DJ Lance Rock leading a mob of rainbow-colored ruffians through "Sesame Street" and "Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood," taking what they felt was theirs. It didn't matter if you had a juiced-up snuffleupagus on your side, or a trolley for drive-bys, it was judgement day and the streets ran red with blood, yellow feathers, and purple-panda fur.