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What is the deal?

For the first time in my life I am going to send an email to all of the local television stations here in the Twin Cities. Why? Because my children are having nightmares from commercials showing the latest horror flick of the day. There are so many of them out now it is ridiculous. I think I have told the kids to look away at least four times today because the Saw III spot is on.

I am not a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but showing people being tortured during a commercial break at 5:14 p.m. has made me mad. You try so hard to police what the kids see, but when they are watching a basketball game and a guy with a mask on that even scares me it is time to say enough.

Comments

Karen said…
GOOD FOR YOU!! I have been frightened by the very same commercial. What is WRONG with these people???
carey said…
You go Susan. And what's with all the cartoons that say "stupid" "idiot" and "shut up?" Don't the Jimmy Neutron writers know that those are naughty words? Sheesh.
Karen said…
Cartoons are not for children, I'm convinced of it. I AM going to cancel cable after the game next weekend. Why do I need to pay $40 a month when I'm doing such a fine job of corrupting my kid myself??
bobbione8y said…
okay, don't know what this commercial is, but i am TURNING THE TV OFF if it comes on! and i don't have kids!

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