Can I add a “Fuckin’ A” to that?
You would not believe the bullshit that the school’s D.A.R.E. program was spoon-feeding my kid back in, oh, fifth grade or so. I didn’t realize how bad it was until we were at a party and she saw me having a beer. “Well, that’s just great,” she said to me, “How are we going to get home now?”
“What? It’s a beer. Take it easy.”
“You can’t drive after you have a beer. You’re going to be drunk.”
I went to the school the following Monday to have a look at the “course” materials and was mighty surprised at the sheer volume of half-truths, bent statistics, and outright lies they were feeding the kids. She had another three years of D.A.R.E. to go and I spent those three years combatting their propaganda with commonsense advice and lots of “so, what did the D.A.R.E. officer have to say today, dear?”
We may not see exactly eye to eye on this, Finn, but we’ve got more common ground than you think. Because it’s only a matter of time before the kids discover that the panicy prohibition-oriented crap being pumped at them is a basketful of lies, and once they do they’re not going to believe a word we tell them when something really dangerous comes along.
I’m not sure it should be that. As parents, we really do (and should) want to set some limits on our kids’ behavior, if only in an attempt to spare them from making some of the stupider mistakes we made (shit, they’ll still make plenty of mistakes on their own. We did.) But I can’t be the only parent that sees the ad as a positive thing, a way to get parents more involved in their kid’s lives and maybe chat with them about what they can expect from those sweet buds nestled in that baggie. That might even be one of the best ironies about those ads - parents who know that education works a hell of a lot better than prohibition.