Traumatic memories from my childhood

When we were kids, my brother and I used to get into huge fights over the remote control...fights which invariably ended up with me biting him, and him telling on me to our mother. But I wanted to watch Care Bears, and he wanted to watch one of his crap TV shows.

Like this one about a cowboy cop. I forget the name, but it was kind of like a maverick Columbo who would solve crime, without ever getting respect from his crusty old boss. My memory is pretty dim but I think the cop had a porn moustache. And he wore this old brown suede jacket, which may or may not have had fringe. And of course, a cowboy hat. The opening credits had a scene of him chasing after a suspect on horseback. It was a big city, NYC I think, but there he was, galloping down the street like it was the Kentucky derby. Now that's some quality programming.

I thought about it yesterday because I was jaywalking to catch a streetcar, and happened to see a cop on horseback on the opposite side of the street. I looked at him (the cop, not the horse), and he looked at me. Then I got on the streetcar. I half expected to look out the window and see him galloping after me, to give me a ticket for jaywalking. But sadly, he did not. Which just goes to show, you can't believe everything you see on TV. Except for Care Bear Power, because that totally exists.