The Minds of Babes

I don't know what good it does to put parental controls on a computer when the average eight-year old nowadays has the skills necessary to hack into the Pentagon's computers if they want to. Times have changed. I thought I'd hit the ultimate in technological advances when I got my first electric typewriter. I was in my late twenties and was still a two-fingered typist, which I still am to this day. As for sexual awareness, I had a teacher once in junior high school when I was thirteen go on a rant because some bullies were taunting a boy in the class, calling him a "fairy." She decried the preemption and ruination of a perfectly good word, the same thing, she said, that had happened with "gay and pansy." "What the heck is she talking about?" I wondered.