Safe And Sane?

A few days ago I was wondering if I cold be funny anymore. Now I'm not sure if anything will be funny anymore.
There has recently been a fuss stirred up by a new series of Bugs Bunny cartoons. While it has often occurred to me that Bugs and his sexual identity may have something to rankle the conservative masses, I have not spent a lot of time worrying about the way mayhem is meted out in his adventures. This sort of thing falls solidly and definitively in the category of "cartoon violence." People and associated mammals tend to get mashed, squashed, boiled, blown up or shot in ways engineered by the friendly folks at ACME, eviscerators of Roadrunners since 1949. It is part of the cathartic joy of watching those bits of animation.
Well, it's 2020. Elmer Fudd has been defunded. He will no longer be carrying his trusty shotgun while hunting that wascawy wabbit. He will chase him with a scythe. Or some other means of dispatch that won't fall under the category of gun.  “We’re not doing guns,” said Peter Browngardt, executive producers of the series, “But we can do cartoony violence – TNT, the Acme stuff.”
Executives at ACME breathe a deep sigh of relief. 
Does anyone remember that one scene where Elmer Fudd ends up with a sucking chest wound, or blows half his face off with the now discarded shotgun? Did Bugs ever bleed out as a result of a gunshot wound? The effects of dynamite and anvils are generally more consequential to the momentary health of the Looney Tunes gang. They are quite resilient in fact. 
And before the outcry of desecrating the memory of our childhood favorites begins, let's remember for whom these cartoons were originally created: Adults. These were short films intended to run before Warner Brothers films in theaters. Gangster films and westerns that included a whole lot of actual humans shooting other actual humans. It was only in the sixties and seventies that they found their way to the small screen and in many cases were trimmed for their excessive violence and unsavory references. Like the horrifying racial stereotypes found in so many films made seventy years ago. 
So, will it be funny to see Elmer Fudd chase Bugs around with an ax, or a pointed stick? I suppose it depends a little about on how you feel about rodents tormenting humans. Like Wile E. Coyote and that Roadrunner, it sure makes you worry about priorities, since they are obviously in it for the sport, and not the meat. 
And isn't that funny?