Fred Rogers was the face of children's television for almost half a century, not just in the

United States, but syndicated and aired in nearly 200 countries around the world. In his hand-knit

sweaters and white tennis shoes, on-screen Mr. Rogers appeared to be a genuinely compassionate,

honest, wholesome, and kind man. The type of man you would love to have as your neighbor,

but looking at his squeaky, clean image, so many of us haven't been able to help asking ourselves,

was Fred Rogers really who he said he was? Was he the same person off screen as he was on?

Or as soon as the camera stopped rolling, did all that soft-spoken tenderness and benevolence

simply vanish into thin air?

Was he, as a lot of people have claimed over the years, the head of a satanic coven of witches

and warlocks, a coven who engaged in unspeakable acts of bestiality involving mostly puppies

and the human trafficking of Filipino children? Since Mr. Rogers' neighborhood first came on TV

in 1968, people have been asking these questions of its titular character, which makes sense.

After all, isn't that what we're taught to do? Part of becoming an adult is learning one of life's

most disappointing lessons. People are so often not who they say they are.

Sincerity we come to find out can be pretty scarce. And because of that, many of us grow suspicious of others, especially those with a reputation for being pure and decent. Take previous time

sucks subject, Bill Cosby, for example. He was America's dad, a respectable, seemingly respectable,

well-mannered fellow with traditional

values who was fun for the whole family. He was someone we thought should be admired, looked up to.

You know, that's what everyone thought. Little did they know America's dad. The most wholesome

appearing man in all of Hollywood was a big fan of raping women he had tricked into thinking

he was trying to help them.

Take priests for another example. These guys are supposed to be the most pious of us all,

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