Choosing A Candidate

OK, so I'm not talking about McCain and Obama, I'm taking about Hook vs. Pooh in a Main Street showdown in the mid Nineties. Around the park there were ballot boxes with ballots as shown here. While every non-corrupted family obviously chose the good guy Pooh, my family was adamant that Hook was going to win. We grabbed stacks of the ballots equivalent to the size of a phone book and stuffed the box for our boy Hook.

I'm pretty sure that Pooh ended up winning the election, but this began my family's obsession with the 'ol Captain. We became his biggest (and probably only) fans.

One of the best times to catch our hero Hook on display is during Spectromagic, as he shares a float with Peter Pan. There were probably 11 of us at WDW in this year of the election. So, when the Hook/Pan float came into view, we vigorously chanted "Hook, Hook, Hook", and even got some of the bystanders to join us. Hearing all the commotion from his throng of supporters, Hook quickly came over to our side of the float and joined in the fun, giving us a few fencing-like swings. Then, Peter Pan came over to observe this ugly scene. When he arrived, without missing a beat, he put his hands on his hips like a disappointed parent and then leaned toward us and stuck his tongue out. What perfect casting...