I called it “The Saturday AM Children’s Ghetto” . Also “Kiddie Crud”.
I believe most of the points in the linked article, not all equally.
Reporting from the sticks of Maine:
I don’t let them roam the neighborhood all hours of the day. If they’re outside, I’m out there with them. I do try to let them play outside for at least an hour or two each day after school, if nothing else to let them run their energy off (Hey, my husband’s forward deployed so I can use all the help I can get)
Foods? I don’t get the latest cereals most of the time. (Even at the commissary they’re expensive) Cheerios. My kids LOVE Cheerios. And Fruit Loops (I get the Low Sugar Fruit Loops. Cheaper and my kids don’t notice the difference)
Snacks? My kids like applesauce, yogurt, and bananas. The only snacks other than that are those snacksize bags of Cheese Nips or Teddy Grahams.
Drinks? Hell, my oldest son don’t even like the taste of SPRITE, let alone Coke or Pepsi. (Can’t say I blame him, I HATE Pepsi. But I can drink Dr Pepper like mad. Go figure.)
They drink milk, water, or juice in my house. If we’re out, it’s Sprite for my youngest son, milk for my oldest son.
TV? While the kids are awake, the TV stays on cartoons. Or we pop in a DVD of cartoons or kid friendly movies. (My oldest LOVES Wizard of Oz and they both enjoy the first season of Rocky and Bullwinkle DVD set)
It’s not rocket science what I’m doing for my children. It’s called COMMON SENSE. Something that seems to be lacking in a lot of parents these days…
TV can turn adults minds to mush too.
Message to Fox News: American Idol is not news.
I am gross and perverted
I’m obsessed ’n deranged
I have existed for years
But very little had changed
I am the tool of the government
And industry too
For I am destined to rule
And regulate you
I may be vile and pernicious
But you can’t look away
I make you think I’m delicious
With the stuff that I say
I am the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I am the slime oozin’ out
From your tv set
You will obey me while I lead you
And eat the garbage that I feed you
Until the day that we don’t need you
Don’t got for help...no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold
That’s right, folks..
Don’t touch that dial
Well, I am the slime from your video
Oozin’ along on your livin’room floor
I am the slime from your video
Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go
Slime people. Reminds me of our US Senators in both parties. Bunch of creeps.
Stop the propaganda, vote Zandstra for US Senate
OK, Z-Woof! You’re on. Center Stage. Check out Sunday’s top post on HSA’s.
There is good reason why the TV, aka the one eyed monster, is called “Idiot Box” or “Lobotomy Box”. Way back in the 1950s, the (then) head of the FCC, Newton Minow, referred to TV as “the vast wasteland”. He had it right back then, but I’m sure that he had no inkling of how true it is today.