Can’t we all just get along?
Boo, our dog, has issues with Opossums. We’re not sure why.
He also has some issues with Immanuel Vickers, a beautiful and healthy coyote who visits us often. Sometimes, when we’re in bed, we’ll hear Immi and his crew howling it up. Quite nice.
But this post is about Opie and Boo. Boo has no issues with raccoons. Raccoons by the dozens, Boo barely lifts his head.
An Ops? Oh, well, that’s it, right then and there, how dare they, let’s go out and take of this, dad!
I asked him once, “What do you have against opossums?”
“Well…they’re opossums, dad.”
He could not have picked up such prejudice from me or Susan. We both go out and chat with our visiting opossums, dine with them, so on and so forth. Ditto coyote. Ditto wolves.
Where do our children learn such prejudices if not from us?
It’s a foolish question to ask in a media rich world. Especially when they’re young, impressionable, and have no moral reasoning ability.
Do we police their media time? How can we? We can’t police our child individually when they’re out of our influence for a good chunk of the day.
And you know other people aren’t going to police their children, right?
I mean, they’re other people, after all…