Just watching an old episode of The Roy Rogers show from the early fifties. I used to never miss an episode when I was a boy. It just dawned on me - how did we rationalize the incongruity of everyone dressing in clothes of the nineteenth century, riding saddle horses on dirt paths, wearing guns on their hips, all the while Pat Brady is running around in a post WWII jeep? I never questioned the logic when I was eight years old!
