Well, folks...another snapper head has drawn the ire of this blog writer. A while back I wrote about ass-head parents trying to get Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer off the air because it "may contribute to bullying". It seems another "father of the year" has his own take on the Charlie Brown Halloween special.
If you care you can find the blockhead's blog post here:
http://blogs.babble.com/kid-scoop/2012/10/20/its-time-to-retire-charlie-brown/
If you don't care to see what he has to say and would prefer I recap it for you...good on ya, here we go:
This gentleman is unhappy with the Charlie Brown Halloween special because he feels the children in the show use words such as "dumb", "stupid" and "blockhead" because he feels it's a form of bullying that his two kids (5 years old and 2 years old) may be influenced by. He even likens the use of these words to be as bad as "another four letter word that rhymes with firetruck". He further attempts to state his case by saying that the parents in the cartoon are joining in on the bullying of Charlie Brown by giving him rocks instead of candy like the other kids. I find this act by the parents to be hilarious. Honestly, would we all love Ole Charlie as much if he wasn't constantly picked on? Hell no.
Here lies my message to this guy:
Raise your own kids, don't expect others to do it for you. If you don't want your kids to watch it then change the channel. Don't try to punish the rest of us because some girl kept pulling the football away while you were trying to kick it in middle school. It's a cartoon. It's a piece of entertainment that we've all loved for years. It's not time to retire Charlie Brown, it's time to embrace the entertainment and to raise your own kids without looking to public television as a cause for concern. Bullying is controlled by parents, not television.
Now that you've all read my take, weigh in. And please stop by this guy's blog to let him know, too. I did. :)
Friday, October 26, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
Political Ventures
I'd like to say that I'm smart enough to know the viewpoints and beliefs of all political parties. I'd like to be able to tell you that while I may not agree, I can see where most people are coming from. I truly wish I could explain what it means to be Republican or Democrat or bi-partisan or conservative or liberal or whatever. I know enough to know what each term IMPLIES, but I'm far from understanding each viewpoint.
That being said, with the 2012 presidential election rapidly approaching, I've come to find out, through social media, that I hate most of the people that talk during elections. Facebook friends, news personalities, pretty much everyone that has "an opinion" and tries to shove it down my throat. So I've decided that for the next two months, I'm going to start my own political party. It's open to everyone and will be called "Admittedly Ignorant". The rules are simple to become a member of this party:
1. Don't talk about politics.
2. Don't talk about elections.
3. Don't ask who I'm voting for.
4. Bring beer.
Simple enough. So come join the Admittedly Ignorants. We have beer and absolutely no political outlook.
That being said, with the 2012 presidential election rapidly approaching, I've come to find out, through social media, that I hate most of the people that talk during elections. Facebook friends, news personalities, pretty much everyone that has "an opinion" and tries to shove it down my throat. So I've decided that for the next two months, I'm going to start my own political party. It's open to everyone and will be called "Admittedly Ignorant". The rules are simple to become a member of this party:
1. Don't talk about politics.
2. Don't talk about elections.
3. Don't ask who I'm voting for.
4. Bring beer.
Simple enough. So come join the Admittedly Ignorants. We have beer and absolutely no political outlook.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Awkward Moments
That awkward moment when...
...you realize your daughter doesn't care how short her shorts are.
...you realize you enjoy using hair conditioner and a "lufa".
...you realize the department store girl folding shirts saw you put all those clothes back on the wrong rack.
...you realize you weren't alone in the men's room when you let out the kind of fart that could end a marriage.
...you realize you're probably going to have to get a tatto of the team you hate because in your ignorance to realize your team isn't unbeatable you made a stupid bet with your sister.
...you realize you never actually "win" a game of solitaire because you're only playing yourself.
...you realize saying "That's what she said..." when your 8 year old says something probably wasn't the best idea.
...you realize, in an empty men's room, the weird, smelly guy that just walked in chose the urinal right next to you and is now staring.
...you realize you just sent a "sext" to your mom.
...you realize that by trying to read that girl's shirt, everyone around you now thinks you were blatantly staring at her boobs.
...you realize everyone is now listening to that one song on your iPod that no one was ever supposed to know you liked.
...you realize you just said "you too" when someone says, "happy birthday".
...you realize you just became "that guy".
...you realize your girlfriend has a hair appointment so when you get home you compliment her new hair style, but she canceled the appointment.
...you realize the guy you were messing with while driving down the street is now out of his car and three times the size of you.
...you realize the batteries in your tv remote are probably dead but you might get one more channel change if you just hit the button harder.
...you realize Pitbull calls himself Mr. Worldwide after arguing for an hour that "the song ISN'T Pitbull!!! It's by some guy Mr. Worldwide!!!!"
...you realize RuPaul is a guy.
...you realize the person you've been talking about for 10 minutes is standing behind you.
We've all been there...peace.
...you realize your daughter doesn't care how short her shorts are.
...you realize you enjoy using hair conditioner and a "lufa".
...you realize the department store girl folding shirts saw you put all those clothes back on the wrong rack.
...you realize you weren't alone in the men's room when you let out the kind of fart that could end a marriage.
...you realize you're probably going to have to get a tatto of the team you hate because in your ignorance to realize your team isn't unbeatable you made a stupid bet with your sister.
...you realize you never actually "win" a game of solitaire because you're only playing yourself.
...you realize saying "That's what she said..." when your 8 year old says something probably wasn't the best idea.
...you realize, in an empty men's room, the weird, smelly guy that just walked in chose the urinal right next to you and is now staring.
...you realize you just sent a "sext" to your mom.
...you realize that by trying to read that girl's shirt, everyone around you now thinks you were blatantly staring at her boobs.
...you realize everyone is now listening to that one song on your iPod that no one was ever supposed to know you liked.
...you realize you just said "you too" when someone says, "happy birthday".
...you realize you just became "that guy".
...you realize your girlfriend has a hair appointment so when you get home you compliment her new hair style, but she canceled the appointment.
...you realize the guy you were messing with while driving down the street is now out of his car and three times the size of you.
...you realize the batteries in your tv remote are probably dead but you might get one more channel change if you just hit the button harder.
...you realize Pitbull calls himself Mr. Worldwide after arguing for an hour that "the song ISN'T Pitbull!!! It's by some guy Mr. Worldwide!!!!"
...you realize RuPaul is a guy.
...you realize the person you've been talking about for 10 minutes is standing behind you.
We've all been there...peace.
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