The Queen Was in the Parlor (1932) watch online HD

In the early days for animation at Warner Brothers, like most studios, you had attempts to develop continuing characters. Some, like Bosko and Buddy, had fairly long runs. Others were tried out in a handful of shorts and for one reason or another didn't last long. Foxy is an example of this and this short contains another, a character named Goopy Gear. Goopy is the court jester and the hero here. There isn't anything special about this short or the character, which I suspect is why he didn't stay around that long. Worth watching, but not terribly important or fascinating.

. . . most if not all of whom would have lacked the prophetic historical context necessary to understand the seemingly chaotic action. THE QUEEN WAS IN THE PARLOR shows the title character for exactly seven tenths of one second. (This reflects the fact that no one even knows if the "king" of this animated short, newly-anointed Czar of America Vlad "Mad Dog" Putin, is even married.) King Putin rides into his castle on a brown donkey here, an unmistakable reference for Today's viewers to our Democratic Ass (hey, THEY picked it as their party symbol) Obama (who confirms this by spanking Putin with his donkey-length ears when the new king dismounts in his courtyard). The king tells his court jester that he yearns to go back to the "Amos and Andy" days of America's Jim Crow Southern Red States, which Putin hoodwinked into supporting his Puppet Rump, a fact further solidified by Putin's appointment of the Red Commie KGB-approved U.S. Attorney General, former KKK Imperial Wizard Jeff Sessions, as Putin plans to follow in church shooter Dylan Roof's footsteps by igniting a Race War in America between Sessions' jack-booted thugs and the Black Lives Matter folks. Speaking of Black, Rump is soon seen entering America's castle and molesting our Princess while dressed as The Black Night (besides bankrupting casinos and being bailed out by KGB loan shark Putin, and losing Emmys for his boring TV game show, his career as a serial finger rapist is about the only thing left on the resume for the infirm, geriatric Playboy Rump's life, speaking of which, why can't we have Hugh Hefner as our President?--at least Hef doesn't owe billions to Putin). The castle's court jester soon unmasks the Black Knight or Rump's Puppet as none other than Mickey Mouse, forecasting that Rump will turn Wormtail (to use a Harry Potterism) and flee the USA's sinking ship of state like a rat (they've rewritten the "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" song for this month's Inauguration as "50 Ways to Do High Treason") when Putin's Push comes to Shove (it up the Democratic Party Symbol).