When I was a kid, it was the norm to rush home after school for the daily helping of Battle Of The Planets, G.I. Joe and Transformers. (Jem was a guilty pleasure to which you never admitted.). Even in the 80s, there were dozens of characters in play, and I have sadly come to the realization that many of my most treasured cartoon memories (including Hot Rod’s ascension, Clutch and Steeler’s sacrifice in the alternate dimension and Prime’s final battle with Megatron) were designed to either move toys or move aside the OLD ones so the new toys had more shelf space. Oddly, this doesn’t bother me, though I am sometimes sad to find my enjoyment of favorite tales muted or outright spoiled by the author’s agendas and peccadilloes, as has happened with works by Dave Sim and Frank Miller, among others.
The MS-QOTD (pronounced “ah-ra-shee-kah-gay’) fights for freedom, wherever there’s trouble, asking: Does it matter WHY a creator chose to include a particular scene or story beat if the finished product is enjoyable?