When I was a kid, some of my favorite TV shows were those animal kingdom
programs. I remember one episode which was about the mating habits of
birds. Many of the male birds would do a little dance, poof out their
feathers, show off their colors and impress the female with their ritual
dance and antics.
When I was in Junior High School, the same
thing occurred except with teenagers. The day would start with the boy
standing at his open locker and the girl would approach and stand with
her back to the lockers as close to the open door as possible in an
attempt to get his full attention by being in the way. She would then
pass him a note on a piece of paper (ancient form of texting) which was
neatly folded in a square and written in colored ink with hearts over
the letter "i." When she passed the note to him, their hands would touch
and both would get a rush of adrenaline. The boy would read the note
during first period and spend the next two classes contemplating what to
write back or carefully crafting just the right response. It was a far
cry from the instant (and often regrettable) replies of today's texting
phones. Maybe his crafted written response would invite her to watch
him at soccer practice after school or meet in the hallway or to call
him tonight. At lunch, she would sit with the girls and he with the
boys. Both on the outside of the table so they could catch discreet
glimpses of one another. He would go to the soda machine and she would
get up too. They may brush up against one other getting soda and he
would pass her his note. Their hands would touch. Electric. At
practice, she would sit in the bleachers with a friend and pretend not
to watch and he would puff out his feathers, taking chances, being
really aggressive on the field and showing off in front of her.
Eventually, you know what happens next. We'll just close the curtain
here.
Today, kids just text one another and the magic of passing
the note and standing at the locker is lost. Kids text one another
even if they are in the same room together. They then go home and much
like stalking, will check out their Facebook page and all their friends
and maybe some of the friends. Something is lost in the mating dance
and ritual. Today, texting quickly escalates into sending selfies and
it is not long before one of them requests a "show me yours, I'll show
you mine" text.
Steve W. of Ohio shared nude photos between
himself and his girl friend when they were 15 and he kept all her
photos. At the age or 25 he purchased a new phone and had the sales
people transfer his data - and they saw the pics. Why would a 25 year
old man have nude pictures of a 15 year old girl on his phone?
Obviously a pedophile, pervert, sicko so they called the police. Steve
got 15 years for possession of child porn. When he gets out he will be
40 but fear not parents. Because he won't be able to live near a
school, park, playground or bus stop; this creepy 40 year old guy won't
be prowling the bushes for your unattended children.
Today, many
parents give their children cell phones so they can contact one another
at any time. They can activate apps such as Latitude which will
display their exact location at all times. Well, at least their
phones. There are also dozens of other spy apps. They enable you to
see all of your child's texts both sent or received, listen in on phone
calls, know of their location and receive copies of the pictures they
take. If your 16 year old daughter receives a nude photo of her 16 year
old boy friend, you too will get a copy of it too but don't keep it.
For, in 15 years when you get out of prison for possessing child
pornography, the sex offender registry won't allow you to live near a
school, church, day care, park or playground (unless you have a car,
then you can drive there). But at least our unattended children will be
safe from you because we'll spend $300,000,00 each year on that
glorified photo album to know where you live, but not where you are.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=axJszKh0qC4
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