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Tisk, Tisk…

By Glinda

You know, I’m wondering exactly when I turned old. When I became the type of person to mutter under my breath, “These kids today!”

I see dresses like the one that unfortunately led to a ruined prom, or ads like these for prom dresses, and all I can think is, the horror! And also perhaps, thank goodness I am not raising a girl! Because I would be sorely tempted to keep her locked in her room with only classic literature and a chess board as her only forms of entertainment.

I understand that teens are all about the shock value. That they love nothing more than to rebel and make people look at them. They enjoy rejecting the values that society at large supposedly holds dear.

I wish I could say that this has been a trend that has been going on for a very long time, but I am inclined to think it has been more prevalent since the Industrial Revolution. Teens who needed to work the field to make sure the crops were harvested didn’t really have the luxury of wondering if getting a belly piercing would help them to establish their independence from Mom and Dad. In most agrarian societies, there was no true “independence” from Mom and Dad. Everyone would live and work together to help their family survive.

And what I am also wondering is, have we failed our children?

Have we allowed false celebrity and overt sex to flourish in our society because we are too afraid to speak out? That we are a “live and let live” sort of place where we think of badly of ourselves if we trample on someone else’s right to utitlize sex and sex appeal to sell everything from cigarettes to hair products ?

Sex obviously sells, and we must be buying into it. Literally. Because if it didn’t work, they would move on to a different strategy, I assure you. It’s ubiquitous. On television, in magazines, on computer ads and billboards along the road. Name me some place that it isn’t. And then we cluck in dismay as teens are flashing as much skin as they can and worrying if they are fat? Do we truly hold the idea of the innocence of children all that dearly?

Or do we just talk a really good game?

Or perhaps soon enough, (because short of public nudity, I’m not sure there is anywhere else to go) the pendulum will swing the other way, and the showing of an anke will become scandalous.

2 Responses to “Tisk, Tisk…”

  1. Awesome Mom Says:

    My parents were never afraid to speak out about that sort of stuff. They raised their four daughters to be very aware of those kinds of things and also see it for what it was. I hope to do the same thing with my kids. I think that a big part of their success was that they limited the media that we consumed. We could only watch TV on weekends and that was only if we were not grounded. We were not free to veg out in front of the TV after school and were forced to turn to things like books and the outdoors. I think that involved parents are the key to raising children that are aware.

  2. shell Says:

    Kids today seem to be a lot more sexuallly advanced then when I was in school. Back when I went to prom, we wore Jessica McClintock dresses with big poofy sleeves and plenty of tafeta. But then again, our teen idols were Tiffany and Debbie Gibson. TV was a lot different back then, too. The Huxtables would never have done what half the shows do now. Life is just different and frankly, it scares me a bit to think about what it will be like when my daughter reaches the age of prom!

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