Thursday, May 17, 2007
Lilo and Bitch
I have an understanding with my kids. They can rent DVDs from the library as long as they always take out the same amount of books as their age. For Stink, this means 4. For Pip, this is 2. I don't care if they're books on ants, dinosaurs, warts or the same Dr. Seuss book my daughter always gets for the mere fact that the cover is hot pink. As long as every night we climb into my bed and and talk about what we see on the page.
As it happens, tonight Stink looked at a T-Rex, pointed a finger at me and shouted "Bam! That dinosaur is dead!"
I reminded him that the dinosaur was, indeed, extinct. Stink: "He stinks? Why?" Me: "Extinct. No longer here." I then asked him why he was shooting his finger like a weapon.
He reminded me about the alien fight scene from Lilo & Stitch - the DVD he rented yesterday from our local branch. I thought back to how irritated I was this morning when I saw that scene.
For lack of sounding like a Bible belting Tipper Gore freak, I'm beyond irritated. Our kids have only so much time before they're grown up. Yes, I want them well rounded and educated. Yes, they're going to see this stuff at school. Or on playdates. But I don't think playing cops and shooting for fun is going to help shape their moral backbone either. It's not okay to slander other ethnicities, sexualites or genders. Why is it okay to trivialize blasting the crap out of other people?
I'm not stuck on many things, but playing with guns for the fun of it? No way, man. And when I next walk into that library, I'm going to give the librarian my opinion.
Right after I swallow my bran flakes and clean my reading glasses.