Trying to not be a chode…

I have a confession to make. The Teletubbies scare the hell out of me. Anyone who could think of anything as nightmarish as this needs to have some serious counseling accompanied by heavy doses of medication. Here’s the concept: Tinky Winky, Dipsy, LaLa, and Po. Humanoid, save for the wiry antennas sticking out of their head and a large grey square on their midsection which we are supposed to believe is a television. These ghouls go running around “Teletubby Land” speaking in this incomprehensible gibberish, eating “Tubby Custard” and “Tubby Toast” while grossly mispronouncing what few words they actually do know. About halfway through the show, we get to see a short film on one of their tummies (it’s a great privilege to be chosen, you know…), which is usually composed of some children going to the zoo, making cookies, etc. And they must show it twice. At first I thought it was a glitch in programming. But after a while I realized that they are obviously lacking in the storyboard department and are hence forced to repeat everything in order to comprise the remaining 15 minutes of the show. I cannot possibly see how this show is beneficial to children. It encourages them to disobey and discourages them from enunciating. If there is a downfall of human society, the Teletubbies will be responsible. You can quote me on that.

Voulez-voulez-vous Teletubbies.

Disclaimer: my mother does in-home daycare.  I am only exposed to these programs whilst at her house. I do not watch these at home, as I am not a chode.