Hypnosis by Cartoon
I’m sitting here in Steamboat Springs, CO looking out the window of our condo watching the snow and listening to my kids watch television. We don’t have cable at home (by choice, read about it here) so they think they are in Disney World at this very moment. My head is ringing with the annoying voices of The Cartoon Channel and I’m thinking that the world would be a better place if kids didn’t have this crap broadcast to them. Let’s teach our kids to be rude and idiotic with nasally high pitched voices. I have no idea what exactly this particular program is but one of the characters is bringing a “repto-slicer” to school for “homeless pet day”.
Impressive.
I’m sure I’ll pay for the indulgence later and as I watch them all gaping at the TV, hypnotized by lunacy, all I can think of is that my kids would be reading books, playing dominoes, or coloring right now if the “Gawk Box” (my mother’s term, by the way) hadn’t enticed me with the promise of a few quiet moments to shower and wash my hair.
Frankly, I’d trade a quiet shower any day for the knowledge that my kids weren’t watching this high pitched collection of drivel.


