I used to have compilations of tv shows from America sent to me when I was little. Kinda like cartoon mix tapes in beta max form. It had some Mickey Mouse, a few episodes of Adam West’s Batman, a couple of Police Academy episodes (the cartoon kind), and a few other things I can’t recall at the moment. I just heard the Police Academy theme song just a few moments ago and I had a flashback of me in pajamas sitting on the floor, playing that tape on an tiny old crt tv and a banged-up betamax player while eating a popsicle made out of frozen kool-aid.
It was the closest thing I had to a “stateside” life back then. More importantly, it was what my dad could afford to give me instead of him being around, a taste of the American Dream. Such were the trade-offs in my life at 5 years old.