Also, please don't click on the link if you don't have any kids and thusly have never had to endure the abomination that is the Canadian cartoon "Calliou." You won't be able to properly grok the rage.
My significant other, Brian, and I have often questioned why the 4-year-old cartoon character, who shows up on the kids TV channel Sprout, is so follicular-ly challenged.
More often, we have bemoaned the sexless way all of the adults in the show are drawn, to the point where you can't tell Calliou's mom and dad apart. We have also been very judgmental about everyone's wardrobe, cacophonous with primary colors.
And, in an if-you-can't-beat-them-join-them sort of thing—like a Stockholm syndrome situation—I tend to imitate the cloying and somewhat croaky grandmotherly voice that serves as the narrator: "Caillou was worried that the dog might bite him."
But a new blogger who I've accepted into my life, Janelle Hanchett of the Renegade Mothering blog, brings irritation with the pint-sized animated tot to new levels. And it made me laugh!
It's called "Caillou's Plan to Ruin America."
And it will change your life.
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