I was hanging out in Santa Cruz with Andie for a family reunion recently and got to spend time with my cousin’s kid who is being partially reared by a latin woman who speaks almost exclusively espanol to the kid. As such, Honor, when asking for more, says, “mas.” It’s both cute and a precursor to what I’m sure will be an easy life of bilingualism that I could never muster, simply because I was raised by an American (thanks Mom). But the other thing I was thinking about, man, these kids are starting early with the “more.” That’s pretty much the only word that Andie knows, except for the occassional, mama, which she only calls me. Forget blaming our financial institutions/guverment/bernie madoff/mass marketers, consumerism starts with survival. Feed me more.
I for one am thinking about how I can dissuade Andie from a life of consumption. God knows I need the flyest clothes, the most expensive designer luxury goods, and the most awesomest gadgets, but how can I get my kid to not want these things? Deprivation seems extreme and potentially pointless, expect it would save me money so I could buy that new luxury good that I’ve always wanted?!?!?!
This post is pretty lame, but I figure I need to get back into this somehow. I’ll try to write “mas” later.