I guess I'm the odd man and just don't enjoy this ride. I appreciate the history behind it, but time and TDO have not been kind to it.
I can understand that. Not everyone has a moment that makes this particular show become special to them. I had two and neither one had anything to do with the ride or it's Worlds Fair origins.
The first time I saw it I was with my Wife and two young daughters (one was 9 and the other was 7). The song was "Now is the Time" and for me it absolutely was. This was the first vacation that we, as a family, were able to afford to go on. Everything about it was perfect. The weather, the events, the family time, everything. We were able to memorize the song from one showing and sang it all the way back home to Vermont. I loved the show, they loved the show, it had nothing but great written all over it. I have allowed myself to flash back to that time and feeling many times since then and it has never failed to bring me out of a life induced funk that happens to all of us from time to time.
Jump ahead a lot of years and a series of life had forced it's way into my cocoon. I had lost my business through no fault of my own, had to declare bankruptcy, both my daughters had married and left home (a good thing but I missed them), I had gotten a job that I can't even describe the degree of hate that I had for it and my wife had decided that she no longer wanted to be married to me or anybody else. I was, and this is no exaggeration, at the lowest point of my life that I can ever remember. Even my government sponsored year long trip to South Vietnam didn't seem that bad at the time. At least that had an ending date. Anyway, I decided to take a road trip to see if I could find a way to get over this. I went to WDW and one of my first visits was to CoP because I was hoping that I could shake this depression by being part of something that once made me so happy. To my surprise, by this time they had changed the attraction song to "Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow", and the new (old) song struck a nerve with me. Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow made me think that maybe there was a way out of this, maybe things might get better, all I had to do was keep trying. I did, and it did and I am now and have been for a few years now completely happy with my life and how it has turned out. I just needed some reassurance that there was a way.
Now I know that my situation and my reaction to the music and memories is more then likely unique to me, but, that is what gave me the connection to a show with corny dialog and plastic looking robots. It wasn't the show it was what the show meant, at least to me. Both were upbeat, both promised good things. I guess that my loyalty to that show is just my way of thanking Walt Disney for being who he was and doing what he did. People much younger then me do not have that connection. Walt died the year that I graduated from High School, so I knew him via the media very well. It was that show that really told me what he was and how much admiration that I had for one guy. One guy that changed so many things for so many people. Not taking care of that attraction or worse yet, bulldozing it into splinters to me is just wrong. We need a way to remember what he created and trying to come up with a number of people that can appreciate it for what it is and not what they would like it to be. (a thrill ride)