Playing with my firstborn (this was on 9/23/18), we talked about space. She said she wanted to fly into space, and I told her there’s something called spacex that is now flying people. Her reaction startled me. She began sobbing she wanted to go. I told her it was really expensive, and she started looking for change around the house to put in her piggy bank. That day she decided she wanted to be an astronaut, and every time she sees change she puts it in her piggy bank #trynottocry #crying #parenting #toddlers
They shouldn’t call it the “terrible twos.” It’s actually Satan’s Sixth Semester. From 30 months to 36 months of age. Your children become terrorists, but they get better at art #pokemon #itsstillathing #myfirstgamewasyellowversion #pikachu #neverturnyourpikachuintoraichu
So I’m pretend-playing with my preschooler (she’s the raccoon and monster-baby jack-jack) and I’m Frozone. Frozone gets bit by an ant, and needs medicine. Turns out raccoon is a doctor, and get this, he wants to charge me 1/4 melon for the medicine!!! Wtf? Has techno barbaric capitalism already instilled in my daughter that health is a commodity to be exchanged for profit? Frozone had a fit, but having no alternative, bought the medicine from the raccoon. I was shook. But suddenly, it turns out Monster baby jack jack is also a doctor, and is giving the antbite medicine free. Yes!!! Fuck you capitalist racoon!!
My daughter is in preschool, and I was reminded we’re still a long way from leaving shitty gender roles behind. My daughter always wants to play as the leader of the respective show, and you would think we left behind the “women aren’t leaders” bullshit at least in mainstream media. But I noticed she was Catboy, later Dash from The Incredibles (much more assertive next to the “shy but working on it” Violet). I used Dash (obviously within the Marvel universe) to guide here to Flash, within the much cooler DC Universe. From there we found DC Super Hero Girls & Teen Titans, but she only liked the Teen Titans stuff. Now, she wants to be Robin Boy Wonder. And, to strengthen my point, the last names she learned were Raven & Starfire, the female titans. We are kind of screentime nazis, so I feel she gets who leads/follows mostly from what she absorbs from merchandise and other media. So subconsciously, techno-barbaric capitalism has already planted in my daughter the idea that boys are the leaders. This will obviously cause psychological trauma that will be underlying in all of my daughter’s future relationships. I just hope she remains within the DC Universe (obviously not including the DC Cinematic Universe, which (for now) sucks).
Update: she finally warmed up to DC Super Hero Girls. I must say this is an awesome show, a step in the right direction, and our whole family loves it. Also, I should add when I told her there was a version of Batman where a girl named Carrie was Robin, her genuine awe and excitement just broke my heart.
Superman’s hallucinations while suffering scarlet jungle fever pretty much sum up our own individual and social conflicting responses to our death anxiety and pursuit of purpose. This is one of the main ideas in Ernest Becker’s The Denial of Death.