In which I express the ideas that have been swirling around my head this spring, such as:
a) Katie Couric is a winner
b) Oprah Winfrey is a religion
c) Daenerys Targeryan could kick Katniss Everdeen’s butt.
Read the column from the Boston Globe here.
Could I resist writing about Anthony Weiner? No, I could not.
This column came first, when there was still a bit of room for benefit of the doubt. (And I still stand by my praise of his Twitter feed, so long as there are no photos involved.)
This column came when there was no longer doubt. Reaction, unsurprisingly, was divided along male-female lines.
This one got a lot of feedback from parents and grandparents: Ruminations on the pull of Thomas the Tank Engine, and why I hope his obedience doesn’t rub off too much on the little guy.
Read the whole thing from the Boston Globe here.
THIS ONE goes out to the parents, grandparents, and friends of toddler boys. Tell me if this sounds familiar: Preschooler walks around in a happy daze, ignoring the world around him, mumbling catchphrases about cheeky trains on the Island of Sodor.
Yes, it’s the mind-grip of Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends, as documented in a study from last year’s Journal of Developmental and Behavioral Pediatrics. A fellow Thomas inductee recently showed me the story: A 3-year-old in California watched Thomas episodes on TV for five hours a day, and descended so deep in his train reverie that he wouldn’t talk to anyone at preschool.