Maman me filmait bébé
In 1989, when she was just a few months a few months pregnant, my mother bought a camera. In those days, video video extracts were first recorded on small cassettes, which had to be into a larger cassette, which had to be slipped into a VHS player. a VHS player. It was definitely less user-friendly than an iPhone.
Today, dozens of stored in my parents' basement. There are hours and hours of recordings. Christmas parties from 1989 to 1996, birthdays at McDonald's birthdays at McDonald's, vacations at Old Orchard - pronounced oldatcheur -interminable excerpts of me crawling, playing, crying...
Among all these images, there's one a segment I love. I'm 8 or 9 months old, sleeping in my highchair. My grandmother is at home, camera in hand, complicit with my mother, who puts on sunglasses sunglasses and slips a cigarette (unlit) into my mouth. What follows a long moment in which the guilty parties try to stifle the laughter so as not to wake up the disguised baby.
I was just a tiny little baby helpless. And adults were making fun of me without my consent... Yet, all that confirms is how much I grew up in a house full of love. of love. I love this video.
Is it okay to throw a slice of yellow cheese at a baby?
No more than putting a cigarette I'd say. Yet, no matter how I weigh the pros and cons pros and cons, I don't see why anyone would object to this joke. Because, yes yes, it's just a joke. No parent has any intention other than to have a good laugh the yellow cheese slice experiment.
I saw on social media a ton of moms (and a few dads) take to the barricades:
It's ridiculous! I didn't laugh for a second! It's a lousy joke!
I laughed. Others didn't. But that's humor often does that. Except that the debate wasn't about the comedy of the #cheesechallenge, but rather on the moral aspect of the gesture.
Attacking a defenseless baby is unacceptable! Why did these parents have children? You really have to be an idiot to participate in this! Would you laugh as much if we threw cheese at our elderly in CHSLDs?
Woooo! We breathe and smile. It may not be cerebral acrobatics, but it's a perfectly defensible gag that does gag that does absolutely no harm to anyone.
To all the insurgents of the World Wide Web, know that I've read you. Your arguments have reached me. I hope my answers find their way to you.
1 - Would you throw a slice of cheese at an elderly person?
Obviously not. It would be disrespect. That's precisely why the #cheesechallenge doesn't doesn't target seniors. For it to be funny, it has to be a slice of yellow cheese cheese and a baby. All the lame examples where these two elements are replaced by something else don't hold water. Throwing a brie at a baby boomer boomer is no fun. Tossing a cheddar to a CEGEP girl isn't funny. funny.
On the other hand, the combination slice of yellow cheese and baby is hilarious. Yes, it's very personal, but it makes a lot of people laugh, and not just sadistic idiots. That's what humor is.
Ha, by the way. If you want to respect if you want to respect them, stop comparing them to 6-month-old babies... months old...
2. The @cheesechallenge is a waste of food!
Seriously, that's what shocks you? I suppose you're against pĩnata because it wastes papier-mâché? Hang on, I don't eat my tomato caps all the time and sometimes I throw away the stem of the broccoli. Except that we have a garden, we compost, we carpool... you'd have to have some pretty good statistics to lecture me about wasting a slice of yellow cheese. Anyway, do you really know if I eat it or not afterwards?
Between you and me, it's less to throw it in his forehead than to make him eat it...
3. The poor defenseless baby and the broken attachment bond
I'm his father. I've positioned a wall of cushions around him as he sits on the living room carpet. I've fixed all the furniture in the house that could tip over to the walls. I keep him clean, comfort him, cuddle him and rock him. cradles him. In one hand, I hold a slice of yellow cheese - the most harmless projectile ever aimed at a baby. projectile ever aimed at a baby - and in the other, a wet washcloth and soap. and a bar of soap. As soon as the video ends, I take my man in my arms and laugh together as I wash his coconut. He's so helpless, is he?
This video is a souvenir that I can't wait to show him in a few years. Maybe he'll take his revenge... or share it with his friends. One thing's for sure of me with a cigarette and sunglasses, this video will prove to him that prove to him that he grew up in a loving home where laughter played in the background.
Stop intellectualizing everything. You're angry for nothing. Life is beautiful!
(Update: 6 months after the publication of this article, the bond of attachment is still very strong between my boy and me. Well, il pees his pants when shown a grilled-cheese... BUT THERE'S NO LINK!)
