Date: 2004-11-30 09:51:00
Tags: rant
what is this world coming to?

So I was listening to the radio on the way in to work this morning, and an ad came on. It went something like this:

"The thing about kids is they really try to pry into the deeper questions. First it's "why is the sky black at night?" then I find myself trying to explain stars, and then black holes... yuck. Then I remembered movies. The thing about movies is that kids don't ask questions when they're watching a movie. That's why I bought a Saturn..."

Yeah, that's the way to proactively raise your kids. Let Disney take care of it, I'm sure they'll do a great job.

As long as they're not raising their kids to dye their hair pink and green. :P
My parents did a fine job of raising me using their tried and true principles of swift and blinding violence. Oh, that reminds me, how many ADHD kids does it take to screw in a lightb-WANNARIDE A BIKE?
Remember girls, if you want to be pretty you have to have the body of all the leading ladies in Disney animated movies! That's right! 12" waist, perfect hair, perfect skin, don't forget the perfect breasts!

A good patriotic citizen just watches TV and doesn't think, so these fine parents are simply doing their bit to raise the next generation of unquestioning passive slugs and make America stronger!

(But I think that ad has a false premise. I've been in plenty of movie theaters with kids, and the thing about movies is that kids certainly do talk and ask questions when they're watching a movie... again, thanks to the fine training and example set by their parents, in many cases...)
Sad yes, but a couple of months ago our kid informed us that we needed a new van (now we just got our van in May and it's the newest vehicle we've ever owned). When asked why, she explained she wanted a "red one with a TV" (it seems she had seen ads for the new Dodge Caravan with a built in DVD player; she's 3 1/2).

Yeah, my kid watches TV; that's how she knows to count in Spanish. But when she asks me a question, I reach for a book (those paper things with words) like my parents used to.
If you had bought a Saturn, you would think up some crazy excuse too.
Greg Hewgill <>