Now I'm watching Planet of The Apes. The original, with Charlton Heston. This is one of my favorite movies ever. Charlton Heston is really good in movies where he doesn't play God.

You know, the big climactic scene of this movie is where they find a doll of a human baby that says "ma-ma," and Taylor says that apes would never make a human doll that talks. And he's all like In your face, BITCH!!! But, um, so what? We're human and we have dolls of animals that talk.

And I understand inconsistencies between movies, like how in the first movie everyone freaks out that a human can talk, and by the third movie the same two apes tell the story of how apes overthrew humans like its a bedtime story they were told as children. But, at the end of the first movie, they're following a river riding towards the Forbidden Zone and Taylor turns to Cornelius and asks:

Where does this river go?

It goes to the beach where the caves are that we were digging in.

And what's past that?

I don't know. You can't follow the shore from there at high tide, and we didn't have a boat with us.

When they get there, it looks like Cornelius was right. The cliffs go almost all the way up to the water and the tide is still coming in.

And then, Mr. Super-Smart astronaut gets on his horse and rides off. Down the beach. On a horse.

Enough about Planet of The Apes.

But watching these movies does remind me of something. The Flintstones. What a great show. There was one thing I didn't get though.

Let's say they had a camera. It would look like one of our cameras, except made of rock with a bird or lizard living inside of it. And their showers worked like our showers, except it would be a mammoth spraying water on you. And a record player would be a little animal running around in circles while a bird put its beak on the record.

But who fed and cleaned up after all these animals? And who trained them? You never saw a fix-it shop with a guy who sold little birds to be can-openers and pocket-knives. Or Wilma feeding the washing machine, or Betty complaining that the shower keeps eating the washing machine.

And they had cars but they hadn't invented the starter yet, or even that crank thing you see on really old-timey cars. They just used their feet. Or were their feet the engine? I would think that except for the episode where Fred and Barney invent a super-fuel and make a race car, since they knew what fuel was.