What the…?

My parents were wildly permissive during our childhood. They trusted us, and we gave them little grief in return. Until our adolescent years, of course. From my brother, I learned how to land safely on feet from a second-story window. I am definitely not going to share any of my adventures with my daughter (or on this very public blog!), but then again, she’ll probably have a few of her own never-for-parents stories. So should I think about getting this? If you strap your kid with one of these, you can effectively track their whereabouts to a 98-yard radius!!

Yeah, I can imagine it. Fifteen years from now, I wake up at 2 a.m. and discover that my daughter’s not in her bedroom. And I hope that she’s taken her phone with her - or perhaps a tracking device attached to her vehicle. And I also hope that she has yet to pull an Audrey Rains on her way downtown or to wherever she’s clearly headed for some no-good rendevousing. But technology of course comes to the rescue - and just twenty minutes later, Daddy’s dragging Daughter by the ear out of the door admist a crowd of confused, lost teenagers. Despite her tears, rants, and protests, we snuggle back serenely back into our bed for the remainder of the night. Much easier to do if you’re deaf parents, btw.

Is this realistic? Will this start coming to us - in droves across the nation? Will middle-aged adults suddenly join the line at Heaven & Hell in Adams Morgan? Or Brickskellar in Dupont Circle? Holding up their GPS devices in one hand and pictures of their kids in the other? Well, with the new smoking ban taking effect, maybe their patronage will actually help business again boom.


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