Political Campaigning, Just How Far Will They Go?

I’ll point out right here in the beginning that this is not stamping related.  If you’re browsing for cute, pretty pictures, you won’t find any today.  Those of you who frequent my blog know that I don’t often share much about my personal life.  You’re here, afterall, for stamping.  And those of you who really do know me, know that I do not like controversy.  I do not like conflict and I very seldom rock the boat.  I am not speaking as a Repulican or a Democrat today.  I am speaking as a mom. 

My husband, son (10 yrs. old) and I decided to go out for dinner last night while our daughter (8) was having a sleepover with a friend.  My son chose Glory Days Grill, a popular sports restaurant.  It’s his favorite. 

We sat down, ordered our meal.  While waiting, we’re watching different programs on the numerous tv’s all over the place.  The two screens in line of vision to my son and myself were showing an episode of Seinfeld (Fox network) and a hockey game.   My son was going back and forth between the two.  The speaker at our table was turned off so there was no sound other than the typically loud restaurant chatter surrounding us.  At one point I looked over at my son and he had a complete look of horror on his face.  Simultaneously, I hear other children seated nearby exclaiming, “Mommy!  Mommy!”  I look up at the large-screen tv showing the Seinfeld episode and right there, in full color, larger than life are pictures of aborted fetuses.   I COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES.  I quickly covered my son’s eyes but it was too late.  In the background I could hear other parents comforting and offering some sort of explanation to their children.  I was APPALLED.    It was SEVEN O’CLOCK, early evening (not that ANY time of day would be acceptable)  and here was some politician trying to win people over with this graphic mess.

My son spent 80% of the rest of the evening with his head on the table, not eating his food.  Honestly, I had a hard time eating as well.  Some of the customers complained to the restaurant management but it wasn’t their fault.  I blame the politician…and the network. 

Yes, our children will eventually be exposed to this type of thing, but what gives politicians the right to choose the time?  Is ten years of age appropriate?  How about seven?  Four?  Ridiculous.

If tv programs are rated, with certain shows only being aired at certain times of the night due to these ratings, why are political ads not considered as well?   This was far worse than anything I’ve EVER seen on tv, ANY time of day.  It was completely over the line.

So I spent today’s Sunday morning breakfast with my 10-yr. old son, talking about political campaigns.  And abortions.  Isn’t that nice?

I’ll be back soon with something cute.  Or pretty.  I promise.