|in which I argue this is a hero of the people|
Because parents are now largely concerned their children will experience any joy that doesn't have bumpers on it,* I don't think kids really know about Bugs Bunny. Which is a shame.
Being a 1980's latchkey kid who had a Zenith for a babysitter, like most of my generation, I had WB cartoons blasted at me day and night for my entire youth. From my earliest memories straight through college, Looney Tunes were not just a staple, but a constant. In a way, the cheap programming of a thousand UHF channels and basic cable options may be the truest common denominator for 2-3 decades of Americans. All of us know "Rabbit Season/ Duck Season". We all know the weird, hilarious poetic tragedy of Michigan J. Frog and those who find him. We all know the best thing to do when pursued is to dress as a coquettish young blonde and flirt with our pursuer.
It's printed on our DNA.