Goodbye Disney Channel
We’ve done it. We’ve divorced. My kids and the princesses are finished forever. Now that my daughters are eight and ten, I’m shutting off the cable. I can no longer see those wicked attempts to ‘princessify’ my daughters as innocent fun.
The Disney Channel rants endlessly about how badly one needs — REQUIRES — fame and an audience to achieve self-worth. At first I thought iCarly was kind of neat. A kid’s web show. Cool. I said to my girls, “Hey, would you guys like to do that? Have a web show?” I offered to help them produce it. They weren’t interested, but I did notice something else instead. It’s summer and they don’t want to do anything by themselves. They constantly say (yell), “Mom! Watch this!” for the most inane of reasons, to which I reply, “Not the audience…” as in, I am not the audience, as in, go the heck outside already and stop trying to get me to pay attention to you.
My girls are not prissy. I’m lucky if their outfits match. But still. One recent afternoon an Official Girl Scout segment aired showing a group of tweeny girls, big-haired and shellacked with makeup in all the colors of the rainbow. This featured group of girls were promoted for bringing their hip hop dance show to the less fortunate. Disney showcased them for their charitable natures. Or at least that’s what my girls argued. But then it was my turn. “Hmmm,” I said, “Are all those girls skinny?” “Are they wearing tons of makeup?” “Do they all look ‘white,’ even the black girls?” “Do any of them look like regular old kids, like your friends?” The overriding message from Disney is ‘Be pretty and famous or be worthless.’
It’s so pervasive. It’s so hard to escape. The message is not to be smart or innovative. So there you go. Bye bye stupid TV shows. I won’t miss you!
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