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When Sesame Street Meets Porn

When both my husband and I worked full time, we exchanged a lot of e-mails during the day. Meaningful and meaningless. Some as short as this, Hi. Some a few lines long: Sleepy. Hate my job right now. Want to run in the fields (my husband’s response to this would be: A field of hops?).

Now that I stay at home, I call my husband in the morning once Andrei and I are up and fed (not necessarily dressed). And I might call him at random times during the day for this or that reason, but I can usually count on his habit of sending me a news link or two before I even get to my computer.

This is the link I got yesterday morning. Sesame Street YouTube channel hit by porn hack.

OK, I don’t have anything against porn. And I have some respect for hackers, at least for the brilliance of their minds. I can’t say I like how they employ their brilliance, though. So the main question is, Why Sesame Street? Why would you direct your attack towards kids?

Now, I am not sure how exactly my son fell in love with Elmo. I guess it was one of those winter evenings when Andrei was tired and cranky but it was too late to put him down for a nap and too early to put him down for the night, and I was cooking dinner, and my husband was desperate. He played Feist, 1, 2, 3, 4. Andrei loved the song and the video that went with it. I joked, This is my son’s first crush. We played the video again, and again, and again. My son was around eighteen months old.

Then we expended the repertoire. Tilly and the Wall’s ABC song. Jason Mraz’s Outdoors. Adam Sandler’s Song about Elmo. Will.I.Am’s Who I Am song. Paul Simon’s Me & Julio.

At the same time, I introduced Andrei to Serbian children’s repertoire: Bracu Ne Donose Rode, Moja Mama Divno Prica, Ivin Voz, Medo Brundo, Najlepsa Mama na Svetu, Vuce, Vuce, Bubo Lenja. And some of my all-time (though not children’s songs) favorites such as two Macedonian songs, Makedonsko Devojce and Biljana Platno Belese. We sang along (or at least I sang along), and I got a refresher on the lyrics. But, the videos, especially the children’s videos, were really old and of poor quality, and Andrei soon started protesting whenever I tried to play them for him. So we just switched to me singing these songs for Andrei during the day and before he would fall asleep, and we forgot about the videos.

However, a few months later, my charming geek of a husband ran into some Goran Bregovic songs. I introduced my husband to Goran Bregovic in the first few months of our dating. We watched Underground, Time of the Gypsies, Arizona Dream, the exceptional movies whose music Goran Bregovic composed.

Since my husband found these videos, Goran Bregovic is the absolute winner in our household. We all love his music. Gas, Gas. Kalashnikov. Mesecina. Hop Hop Hop. Maki Maki. My husband plugs the computer into the speakers and the TV. In the evenings and on weekends. When we are content, when we are tired, when we are in not such a great mood. All three of us sing along and dance. Faster, faster, faster, wilder, wilder, wilder, until we are out of breath. Then we play Uspavanka za Radmilu to help our son wind down. And then we continue with our day or night.

I hope nobody decides to turn my son’s (and my husband and mine) favorite YouTube videos into porn. No, I really don’t have anything against porn. But please, if you decide to toy with our favorite artist’s videos, choose something equally head-spinning and blood-boiling. Introduce me to some maybe Colombian or Argentinean artist. Or choose a clip of a meaningful (slightly erotic) movie, maybe something like Last Tango in Paris or Bitter Moon. I’ll say to my son, Wait ten years, then we’ll watch this. It’s good, but it’s not for you. Now. But please don’t present me with porn when I am in the mood for Goran Bregovic. Or when I decide to play Elmo for my kid. I’ll survive the porn, but it’ll definitely put me in a bad mood. Until I find Kalashnikov.

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