PG13 Pushes Sex, Drugs, and Alcohol on Our Children

Wow!  It is nearly impossible to find an age appropriate movie for pre-teens!  My daughter was invited by a friend to go see “THE HOUSE BUNNY”.  When I looked it up and read the description and the rating, I had to call the mom and tell her that it was inappropriate for my 12 year old girl to see.  The movie is rated “PG-13 for sex-related humor, partial nudity, and brief strong language.” The description read: “The protagonist is Hef's favorite and acts like a den mother to the other girls. On her birthday, she is unceremoniously evicted from Hef's pad for 'being too old.' Homeless and without essential skills, Shelley wanders around L.A. until she finds a new job--the housemother at the most unpopular sorority on campus.”

I know that her daughter wanted to see it, but when I read the description, the mom gasped on the other end and admitted that she had not read the listings.  Really, how tame can a Play Boy movie be.  It is absolutely NOT FOR KIDS! Then the mom suggested seeing “DISASTER MOVIE”.  As I was still on the movie website, I read the description and rating out loud. “PG-13 for crude and sexual content throughout, language, drug references, and comic violence.”  “DISASTER MOVIE follows the comic misadventures of a group of ridiculously attractive twenty-somethings during one fateful night as they try to make their...” See Full Description 

Not giving up, I continued to search for something more age appropriate.  “STAR WARS” was rated PG and the other mom agreed that it would be fun for all to see. Even PG movies have inappropriate content.  A parent has to guess just how crude or rude the jokes might be. I have had many unexpected surprises in the theater with my kids. 

When I told my daughter that we had agreed on STAR WARS, she began to flip out about it being “boring” and for “little kids”. Not two minutes went by, when the phone rang.  It was her girlfriend calling to complain about the movie selection.

Again, I spoke to the mother and we decided to forget the movie and just let them hang out at her house for a couple of hours.  Curious, I re-entered yahoo’s movie page and read the PG13 rating of the other movies listed.  Funny how they are all so different, but the same nonetheless.  The pervasive theme is sex, drugs, and alcohol.  Who does Hollywood think they are exploiting our young children pushing sex, drugs, and alcohol on them?!!!!!  Here are some more ratings I found for films currently showing in theaters:

Vicky Cristina Barcelona:

Two women travel to Barcelona.  One of them is emotionally and SEXUALLY adventurous. In Barcelona, they're drawn into a series of unconventional romantic entanglements

PG-13 for mature thematic material involving sexuality, and smoking.

Babylon A.D.

PG-13 for intense sequences of violence and action, language and some sexuality.

Disaster Movie

PG-13 for crude and sexual content throughout, language, drug references and comic violence.

Dark Night (Critics agree that it is far too dark and scary for children.)

PG-13 for intense sequences of violence and some menace.

Mama Mia!

PG-13 for some sex-related comments.  My husband and I loved the movie, but the non-stop sexual innuendos, the protagonist not marrying her fiance and instead sailing off with him to pursue HIS dream, and the cougar/teenage romance were enough for us to chose NOT to take our children to see this film.

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2

PG-13 for mature material and sensuality.  I’d have to see this one first to determine how much mature material and sensuality it really contains.

Beware of Sales Reps Posing as D.A.R.E . Volunteers

Yesterday I went to my local drug store to pick up a prescription for my daughter.  On the way out, a young man asked me to help out D.A.R.E.  He said that the charity was in danger of folding due to lack of funds.  Glad to help a good cause that helps children, I gave him a $20 bill.  As he reached for his receipt book, he told me that I owed $1.78 sales tax.  Surprised, I asked him since when is sales tax charged on donations.  He smoothly responded, "Because it is considered a "merchandise exchange".   I received a T-Shirt and a cheesy children's book for my $20 "donation".  I had no use for either item, and planned to give it to Goodwill.

My prescription would take over an hour to fill, so I decided to get a bite to eat.  As I was finishing my lunch, the young man and woman manning the D.A.R.E. table walked in.  I was struck by the suit and tie the young man was sporting, especially in 100 degree weather.  More eye opening was the designer handbag the young woman had on her arm.  

When I arrived home, I went to file the receipt.  That is when I notice something was wrong.  The receipt did not have D.A.R.E. nor the words "Donation" or "Charity" as is customary on a charitable organization's receipt.  In fact, the receipt read: Redline Marketing Company.  I quickly flipped the receipt over and read the back.  To my shock and horror, the opening line read: "5% of the amount of your purchase will be remitted to DARE."  What?!!!  I gave them $20 thinking that D.A.R.E. would receive $20.  5% of $20 is just $1!  

The receipt went on to say that the people I made my "purchase" from were not D.A.R.E. volunteers, but paid sales employees of the company listed on the front of the receipt!  I immediately called the 800 number for D.A.R.E.  The young woman who answered the phone must have been like a deer caught in the headlights as she did not say much.  She told me that she was new and that there were no supervisors present.  She then told me to go online to LogisticAdvertisingInc.com and that I would have to figure out how to get my refund myself as she did not know how to help me.

Frustrated, I hung up and noticed a number on the front of the receipt below Redline Marketing Company.  I called that number and another young woman answered saying she was with yet another marketing company called Paradym Marketing, or something to that effect.  So, now I am up to 3 marketing companies involved in some kind of a pyramid scheme with D.A.R.E.  The young woman told me to return to the table the next day and I could demand my refund.

So, today I went marching up to the table.  As I arrived, there were 5 high school students talking to the young man who misrepresented himself to me the day before.  He was counting a huge wad of cash and appeared to be giving one of the young men a refund.  I asked that high school student if they had been ripped off too.  He said that they were making a "donation".  I told him that D.A.R.E. would only get 5% of his "donation"  and that the two men were in fact paid salesmen.  

As he turned to walk away with his group of friends, the high school student yelled out something that one of the salesmen understood like they were friends or somehow knew each other.   Not knowing what they meant or how they were involved, I demanded my refund. 

 I told the 2 young men there that they had misrepresented themselves to me.  They smoothly said they were very sorry that I felt that way.  I told them that as far as I was concerned, they were committing fraud.  They began to argue with me, when I told them I was not going to argue with them and to just give me back the $22 I gave them the day before.  The young man from the day before handed my the $22 and I left.

I entered the drug store and informed the manager of the fraud being perpetrated on his customers.  He was very disturbed and thought that the "volunteers" were over dressed.  He told me that his hands were tied.  He did not authorize them to be there.  Apparently, they got permission (or maybe they did not) from the landlord.

I contacted 7 On Your Side, a consumer alert group.  I do intend to talk to some one higher up in D.A.R.E. on Monday.  This type of practice only gives D.A.R.E. a big black eye.

Dancing with the Stars Workout DVD

It finally arrived.  I had to wait 2 weeks for my FedEx package.  I immediately popped the first DVD into the player.  I was not dressed to workout, but could not help myself.  I actually did break a sweat, which is good for me.  

I did feel a bit tighter around the middle.  I really felt the workout in my back.  Like I said in an earlier post, the first day of school, I threw out my back.  I'm not sure if this workout had anything to do with that.  It is hard to say.  I do believe that it is on a long list of things that led up to my back going out on me.

So far, I was only able to view that first DVD.  I am laid up until my back stops complaining.  Boy does it hurt!  Prior to this injury, I did not realize how every single movement, no matter how minute, involves the lower back muscles.:(

Stranger Danger for Senior Citizens

It was my worst nightmare. Having finished breakfast, my 78 year old father says, “Wait till you hear this one…” I immediately braced myself, as I usually do upon hearing those words. Dad will often wait “awhile” before telling me about the BAD things that happen to him. This was no exception.

Gritting my teeth and holding onto my chair, I welcomed his story. He continued to tell me that about a week ago there was a knock at his door. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a young man who said he was the neighbor’s son. Or at least that is what dad understood amidst the commotion his dog was making to ward off the intruder.

Dad had been looking forward to meeting his new neighbor’s son, and was happy to meet him. The young man said his wife had been in an accident and that he needed $8.00. Happy to oblige, dad pulled out a $20 and handed it to the man. Then, the man asked dad for a ride downtown. Dad said he was waiting for an important phone call from a car dealer, as he was in the process of negotiating the purchase of a new pick up truck. At that, the young man stepped inside and said he would wait.

Once inside, the young man asked dad for a glass of water. So, dad being hospitable offers the man a beer! Once he had finished the beer, the young man asked for another beer. Dad obliged. By now, the man had ranted on and on about his life and troubles and dad said he realized what he had done. Eager to get the stranger out of the house, dad decided to forget about the phone call and told the man he’d give him that ride he had asked for.

I asked dad where he took the man. He said he dropped him off downtown by the train station. Yikes! That’s where all the derelicts hang out. I was so upset, but grateful that dad was okay. This could have ended very badly, and it could happen to anyone let alone an aging parent.