It is the week of Christmas. Things are starting to get a little hectic around here. We have our extremely fake, blue-tinseled, non-organic, non-eco-friendly, pre-lit tree up. A string of Chrismas lights are aglow along the door frame. Our house is full of Christmas cheer. There are some presents under the tree-though not to be opened till Christmas Day! I even made two batches of Nutmeg Cookies. We ate some, they were very tasty, and we didn’t get high.
But did you know that Christmas time is full of danger and horrifying TV specials???!
This post over at The Stir claims some classic Christmas specials, such as Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and A Christmas Story (among others), are too scary for today’s kids. What??! I heartily disagree, as does just about everyone who commented on said article. Even my 6-year-old disagrees! We’ve been on a steady loop of Rudolph/Frosty/Santa Claus is Coming to Town and all other classic Christmas movie/TV specials. She even announced to me: “I am 6 years old and I AM NOT AFRAID! Not of the Abominable, not of anything!!!!”
I’ll admit that some of those old movies are a bit weird, but whatever! Let the kids watch the Christmas specials! They don’t even compare to what’s on your basic news channel these days! Maybe we all need to relax a bit, eh?
How did it get to the point where the Yukon Cornelius toy from “Rudolph”, in an effort to be ‘politically correct’, ended up brandishing a knife instead of the original revolver as portrayed in the movie? If we’re talking about being politically correct, is a knife so much better than a gun?
Why do we have such a culture of fear, especially in regard to children? How did it get to the point where we can’t (or won’t) let our kids do anything (like playing outside by themselves, for instance) for fear of something awful happening to them?
What happened to just letting kids be kids?
When Roman Polanski dies, he will not be known for his brilliant films like Rosemary’s Baby or The Pianist.
He will be known as a sexual predator who used his riches and fame to escape the hand of the law.
Yes. It is a shame that such a brilliant talent will go down like that.
A bigger shame is that he’s gotten away with it for so long.
As a survivor of sexual crimes, it makes me ill to see that he’s never fully acknowledged his crime or served the penalty for victimizing a 13-year-old girl.
As a mother of a 5-year-old girl, it makes me sick think that we have not eliminated people like this from society. I constantly worry about someone taking her innocence as mine was.
As a citizen of the world, it makes me nauseous that France and Poland are asking the United States to turn a blind eye to this man’s crimes because they occurred more than 35 years ago.
While time gives us perspective on life, it may not heal all wounds, especially these kinds of wounds.
The irony of the situation does not escape me. Polanski’s mother died in a concentration camp. Would the crimes against his family been more forgivable if they had been at the hand of a brilliant German artist? Are the crimes of the Holocaust any less heinous because they occurred more than 75 years ago? How can he and those that defend him not see this? Of, if they do see it, ignore it and claim that hampering Polanski’s artistic potential is more important than justice for his victim?
Does it matter that Polanski used drugs and alcohol to coerce his victim instead of a gun or a knife?
The only thing that’s more disgusting than people defending Polanski’s actions is the energy that’s been expended on this particular case. How many other children are voiceless victims of sexual predators?
According to the Bureau of Justice Statistics:
That should make you sick.
If you’re a parent, think of your child’s class. There are probably 30 or so kids in that room. By the time they finish high school, how many of them will have their innocence stolen by someone they trusted.
We have a choice here. We can keep the spotlight on Roman Polanski and hold him accountable, or we can focus our energies on protecting out kids from people like him. As much as I’d love to see him pay his price,
I have to choose prevention over punishment. One more victim is one too many.
Am I the only one that misses Madison Ave. using honest-to-god jingles to pitch crap to children? They don’t make them like they used to:
The Interwebs have been aflutter over Jon and Kate Gosselin. Who did what to whom? How much of a role did the cameras play in the disintegration of their relationship? Did their greed compromise their judgment as parents and as life partners? Who cheated on whom? It’s easy to point fingers, especially since they’ve chosen to live their lives so publicly.
I have no great sympathy for their claims that the media should back off, respecting their privacy as a family. When you open your life as they have (and as I have on my blog), you have to take the good with the bad. There will be those that love you no matter what. There will be people who will celebrate every stumble and heartbreak you experience. Others will question everything you do. It’s part and parcel of the deal.
In the end, though, what we have is a couple who is ending their relationship in a very public way. Regardless of my opinions about their relationship and parenting choices, I can’t help but watch their faces and see so much that is familiar.
I saw it months ago, the lack of physical contact, the emotional detachment, the harsh words that were only half-joking. They got further and further from each other. Soon, that interview couch could not have been long enough.
Eyes were swollen. Walls were up. The end was near. continue reading…
You know how you suspect something wrong but you don’t want to believe that such a thing could really happen? I suspected that fear would push the voters away from Adam Lambert back in April when I wrote this post at my family blog. Please check it out to see what I mean. But suspecting it and preparing myself for the disappointment of my favorite contestant losing did not prepare me for the injustice. A loss to Danny Gokey or Allison would have been understandable. But a loss to Kris Allen is inexcusable. Less a tribute to Kris’ performances and more an example of hatred and intolerance, never before has the flaw in the American Idol voting system been so obvious.
I often hear people saying, “American Idol is fixed.” I don’t believe that for a minute. The votes are counted properly. But there is no way that the votes are cast SINCERELY. Here is where the integrity of the show is lost. And where the truly invested viewers are duped. continue reading…
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