The indefatigable Jack has posted this week's Haveil Havalim, and it has some really nice posts that are worth checking out.
Last night, my children watched the annual Nickelodeon Kid's Choice Awards show. One would think that because this is a show geared specifically to children that the acts selected to perform would be appropriate.
One would be wrong.
The Pussycat Dolls performed.
For those who have not yet encountered this particular piece of pop culture porn, the Pussycat Dolls are a group of barely dressed, very sexy women who sing and dance in what can euphemistically be called a "non-tzniusdik" manner.
Oh, to hell with euphemisms. These women get up on stage clad in tight leather bustiers and shorts and gyrate their asses off.
And so, last night I was treated to the heart warming sight of my two tweenage yeshiva girls stroking their bottoms and thrusting out their hips as they sang "When I grow up, I want to be a star, I want to be in movies..." as they tried to imitate the X-rated dance moves that they were watching.
True yiddishe nachas. My grandmother would have been so proud.
Highland Park in Autumn
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Bridge over the Raritan River, apples from the Highland Park Farmers
Market, and a "no peeking" drawing exercise
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6 comments:
oh man.
The really scary thing is when little girls are TAUGHT to dance like this by their teachers. We went to a yom haatzmaut celebration in a park last year, featuring performances from a lot of local dance schools, and I would be uncomfortable doing some of those dance moves... I definitely wouldn't want them taught to my seven-year-olds.
Try to look on the bright side - at least it's the PussyCat Dolls and not Amy Winehouse.
I'm hoping by the time I'm a parent it'll be cool to wear clothes again.
Oh the joy of daughters. ;) I think that mine is trying to kill me, or at least make me lose all of my hair.
well, I'm losing my hair, but I can't blame my daughters for that one!
I have such mixed feelings about the whole TV thing. For years, I did not let my kids watch anything. Then, I opened the door and allowed them to watch 40 minutes of TV a day, in the summer. Since then, they run to watch TV. And if I don't let them, they use their computer time to watch TV shows online.
I'm waiting for an opportunity to have a serious family meeting about this subject...
Mmmm. Can't say I envy your having to deal with this!
oy! that is really scary!
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