a journalistic first? we report, you decide.
a friend of mine in mormon country asked me if i was planning to authoritatively weigh in on the sunday times' front page story about toilet training seven-month-old babies. my initial response was no. mostly, i replied, i am more inclined to write about things that "render me blind with rage" and this particular article didn't quite make the cut. sure i had seen it, but i couldn't even be bothered to read past the jump.
granted, it's annoying that my child will not be among the new army of uber-kids, toilet trained before they're walking, charting the course of the master race by second grade and in therapy at the age of 10. of course i would prefer it if my daughter were not still besmirching her shorts when she gets to college, but i am not all that angsty over it. frankly, i just don't have the get-up-and-go to start toilet training my five-month-old. i just don't. for those who do, i salute you ... actually, i don't do that either. i just sort of acknowledge that you exist. barely.
but then i got to thinking. this IS a remarkable story. there IS something worth commenting on, after all. this DOES require my searing insight. and here it is:
i could be wrong, but i do believe this is the first time in the history of our "paper of record," the gray lady, that the front page -- prime journalistic real estate! -- prominently featured a photograph of a person sitting on the can.