The platypus controlling us
Thursday, August 18th, 2011A cartoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down. Animation is a tremendous vehicle for subversion, as anyone familiar with the work of the Warner Bros “Looney Tunes” series can confirm.
Social satire concerning class disparity, politicians and the government, race and all facets of society are fair game in the land of big-eyed, exaggerated cartoons. It’s true in forums as wildly disparate as newspaper editorial cartoons and television series such as “Family Guy.”
“The Simpsons” are the modern origin point for such commentary; Homer, Marge and company have explored issues such as alcoholism, care for the elderly and American consumerism in ways that never would have passed network TV censors on live-action shows. “South Park” and its ilk have pushed satire to the edge of its ability to shock, but the format still has the power to surprise, especially when a message pops up in an unexpected place.
The Disney Channel series “Phineas and Ferb” is unapologetically surreal and one of the more entertaining animated shows an adult can sit through with its intended audience of 5 to 14 year olds. It doesn’t often offer any deep particular social messages outside of its characters’ racial harmony, but an episode that recently aired jammed in enough commentary for a whole season.
The titular characters, Phineas and his stepbrother Ferb, are — I’m guessing — about 10 years old. The entire series revolves around their efforts to make the most of summer vacations by embarking on outlandish backyard adventures that include impossible feats of engineering and physics. In one episode, the boys build a full-scale roller coaster that would shame Cedar Point’s best efforts. In another, they travel to the moon with cows because they believe zero-gravity milk will make the best ice cream. During each episode (there are two per half-hour), the boys’ mid-teen sister Candace attempts to bust them by dragging their mom to the backyard, but invariably, the boys’ schemes and inventions have disappeared before they can get in trouble.
Phineas and Ferb have a cadre of friends who aid their plans, including Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, a neighbor from a “Mexican Jewish” family who leads the Girl Scoutesque Fireside Girls and harbors a crush on Phineas. Isabella, who is rumored to be the subject of a possible spin-off show, is sweetly voiced by Toledo native Alyson Stoner.
Oh, and the boys’ pet, Perry the platypus, is a secret agent who battles an evil scientist named Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, who is as incompetent as he is malicious.
It is in the Perry/Doofenshmirtz segments where the series really soars, incorporating action set pieces and a number of memorable supporting characters, including agency leader Major Monogram, his toady assistant, Carl, and a small army of household pets who serve with Perry (“Agent P” when he dons his agent fedora) as fellow agents. In a late season two episode, “Brain Drain,” the series hit a social satire peak that culminated in a hip-hop song, “There’s a Platypus Controlling Me,” that takes teen angst, mistrust of The Establishment and alienation and jams them into the catchiest rap song this side of a Jay-Z single.
After a typically convoluted battle, Agent P the platypus and Doofenshmirtz tumble down a junkyard hill. Doofenshmirtz’s hands land in a barrel of discarded glue and he somersaults to a two-turntable DJ stand, where his hands stick to the records (YouTube it at www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDtzUymj3Ic). The junkyard happens to be hosting a rave, and Doofenshmirtz’s emo daughter is in the crowd (Giving the hapless Doofenshmirtz an ex-wife and teen daughter is one of the series’ genius touches). The ravers begin to boo and throw things at Doofenshmirtz, until Agent P takes pity on him and uses a mind-control helmet (don’t ask) to push Doofenshmirtz into a rap about being controlled by a platypus (“I got records on my fingers! I got records on my fingers and I just can’t stop!”) The puzzled kids begin to move to the music, listening to Doofenshmirtz rant about the hidden platypus, when one of the crowd stops and says, “I get it! ‘Platypus’ is a metaphor for whatever is keeping you down.”
The teens then chant a litany of what they believe is keeping them down, and while the show’s writers are having fun, the delivery and performances are smart enough to create a real moment of anti-authority protest:
“Corporations are a platypus/The government’s a platypus
Your teacher is a platypus/Society’s a platypus
My parents are a platypus/The media’s a platypus
It’s all just propaganda/We all got a platypus controlling us!”
Eventually, Agent P slips away, Doofenshmirtz sees he is gone, and his triumphant cries of “There’s no platypus controlling me!” inspire the crowd and even win over his estranged daughter. It’s a scene only animation could properly convey with a mix of tongue-in-cheek humor and heart-attack-serious subversion.
It’s not Pete Seeger or Bob Dylan-level protest, but on a show (and network) not known for subversive social satire, it’s a great moment that is being absorbed by 4 million young viewers each time it plays. That the moment is generic, broadstroke and silly fits the mood of a nation that lacks the interest in making an effort to pursue real hope and change.
But substitute the intensification of “platypus” with “lemming,” and you strike closer to the truth of modern American life than even the minds behind “Phineas and Ferb” intentionally could achieve. It’s a reminder that when you consume something you think is light and inconsequential, you should remain vigilant for the sharp edges and hidden subversions hiding in the fluff.
Michael S. Miller is editor in chief of Toledo Free Press and Toledo Free Press Star. Email him at mmiller@toledofreepress.com.












