Lights dimmed, the screen shrunk to a widescreen format. Popcorn bags rustled with anticipation. But instead of seeing the familiar movie trailers, an underwear model appears on screen, and you hear: “Hey, do you wanna see my d**k?” “What the f*ck are you wearing?” “Mark your spot” “You want some f*cken more?” And with that the commercial ended. I overheard giggling in the back, I turn around and see for every adult there were around 1-2 kids under the age of 14. I did not see or hear any parent attempting to prevent the children from witnessing that commercial. The bleeps were so short; you could clearly hear the obscenities. It hit me suddenly, why in the world were kids this age in a movie rated R? And why were there so many? Throughout the movie every time someone’s head got blown off or was killed in some gored demise, I would hear a child’s chuckle. These kids weren’t scared, they found this funny! I walked out of the theater thinking to myself, where the hell is this generation going?
Closing:
That very thought echoed in my head, and as I passed by a group of young kids in front of a computer watching Dr.Tran. I recognized s tiny voice yell “EVERYTHING’S F******* WONDERFUL!!” I walked up to the group. Asked if I could show them something cool, I proceeded to put on an episode of the original Pokemon. The children watched intently. Now everything’s wonderful.
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