The Life of Me

I was on Facebook today, and one of my friends had shared this blog post about the movie "Inside Out." I saw and quite enjoyed the movie, so I read the post. It made me so mad!

First, the writer (I didn't bother to read her name... Oops! Let's call her Sharon) was talking about how she and her kids never really went to the movies or watched TV because a) lack of interest, and b) it's all too sex-drugs-alcohol-inappropriateness-etc. She mentioned the Carls Jr. commercial that used sex to sell burgers. I've never seen the commercial, but I do agree that that's totally unnecessary and gross. (What is the world coming to???) 

Then, she said that she had not yet seen Inside Out, but after a friend told her about it, she knew she would never allow herself to. I was like, hey, it's a great movie!

She went on to say that she knew it was about an 11-year-old girl's mind, so it would be full of One Direction and old Barbies, and I was just annoyed. Is she saying 11-year-olds have no imagination? Are 11-year-old girls all obsessed with boy bands and Barbie dolls? When I was 11, I was writing books and imagining my future and going on vacations with my family and not even that into popular music. 

And then, she started talking about the fact that the character Sad (she called her "Sad." Her name was "Sad-ness." If you don't even know the characters' names, don't force your opinion on people.) was fat, emo, blue, and wore a turtleneck. (I never really saw why that was significant...) She figured Pixar thought fat people=sad people. She noticed that Joy was slim and wore a cute dress that was probably from Nordstrom (although I believe in the movie Joy says that she made the dress herself...) She was just ranting and ranting for about a thousand paragraphs about how stereotypical Pixar is, and "Why is Sad fat? And why is blue assosiated with sadness anyways? But Sad is fat... Why is she fat? Fat people aren't always sad! I hate Pixar now! Fat people aren't depressed." 

I read the comments and was glad to find that most commenters agreed with me, that the woman was being rather prejudiced and judgemental. Sadness was, in fact, supposed to be shaped like a tear. She was blue because that's just the color associated with sadness. Joy was shaped like a star (like the shape, not like celebrity-stars). And sadness is not the same as depression. In the movie, they even showed how sometimes, sadness can cause joy. 

I saw the movie, and I loved it. (The writer also said that for some reason it was bad if you found it a cute movie... She didn't explain why.) (She had kind of weak arguments.) It was amusing, and there were real-life situations, and it definitely could spark discussions about emotions between parents and kids. Someone even said that in the comments. I'm not very fat, but I'm pretty far from skinny. I'm a very cheery person. It doesn't bother me too much... But nothing about the movie even made me think about the fact that I wasn't as thin as Joy for a second. The blog post, however, did. It just made me so mad!

Now, I know that I have a couple posts on stuff that I'm not an expert on, but if you have no clue what you're talking about, don't post stuff! I don't know all the political detail about abortion, but when I wrote that post about abortion, I had searched all over the internet and been taught by teachers and parents and such about abortion. I know when babies can feel pain (they often develop this ability before abortions) and can remember things and I believe that babies are alive from the moment of conception. I mean, even if they're not, by aborting your baby, you're preventing a life, which is pretty much the same as killing them, right? And I knew both sides of the argument: the pro-choice opinions and the pro-life opinions. The woman who wrote the post about Inside Out had seen pictures, and her friend had told her the characters' names--which she didn't even remember. Nice going, fellow blogger...

-Sue Donimm