Posted By Kristabella on July 2, 2011
Hey, remember when I said I was going to post every day? I really tried, but I should have consulted my calendar before making that promise. Because last week I had plans every night of the week. And come Thursday night, after all that drinking (there was quite a bit, says my liver), I just went to bed. But I thought about posting. That counts for something, yes?
Anyway, it’s Saturday night and I’ve been drinking. Actually, for quite some time, since I have been sitting on my couch watching TV while doing laundry for the last 7 hours. No, really. I have done 6 loads of laundry (not including sheets, which will have to wait) and shit, laundry takes a long time when you have a unit in your house and don’t have 4 community machines at your disposal.
(I’m not complaining, I’m just mad at myself for waiting so damn long.)
So, while doing laundry, I watched the final four episodes of season three of Mad Men. And now I’m mad that I don’t have season 4’s DVDs because I want TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS! Yes, I realize I’m like two years behind, but I love this damn show SO MUCH.
But while I was watching these episodes, the whole JFK assasination came up. I read a TV blog that recaps/reviews Mad Men episodes and there has been speculation forever about whether they would address it. They did, and I cried.
I wasn’t there, obviously, and I have no idea what it was that people on that day felt. But I immediately flashed to 9-11. And watching these characters on this show, with kids, I lost it. I was bawling like a crazy person. Because I thought “I don’t know what it would have been like as a kid when the President got shot.” And then I thought that there are so many kids alive, right now, kids related to me, who won’t remember 9-11. And I think that I don’t want them to remember. I want my nieces and nephews to remember a time without these events. I want them to live in a country where they don’t know about these kind of tradgedies that can happen here.
I’m not saying I want these things to happen in other places. I do not. Nor am I saying we should ever forget. I just don’t want kids today to know of any of these things. I know this is a naive thought. But it’s what I want. I want all these children to live in bubbles where nothing bad happens. Ever. I don’t think that is a bad thing to want.
Wow, that was a very deep blog post for a Saturday night! Happy Independence Day! Hug your kids!