I’ve mentioned before that I believe this show exists merely to instill in most sane people a sense of moral superiority.
It’s like watching a train wreck. You see these normal kids being forced by their parents into growing up prematurely. Teased hair. Wiglets. Spray tans. False Eyelashes. Enough make-up to make a whore blush. Sexy routines and movements no 4 year old should know.
It’s a pedophile’s wet dream. And believe me when I say that is not a compliment.
Every now and then they’ll show a before and after picture. The before picture shows a cute, healthy child, looking like a child and behaving like a child. The after picture shows a tarted up doll. I don’t know which picture I am supposed to like better, but I will tell you that the before picture trumps the after picture every time.
And I get sick of the parents talking about how much their child loves it. One of the parents in an episode I saw yesterday was talking about how she was praying for a man with a 5-year-old girl so she could enter the girl in pageants. And she married a man with a 5-year-old girl, and began entering the child in pageants. Pre-pageant, they were making goodie bags to give to all of the other contestants, and the child was talking about how she would be happy for the winner, even if she wasn’t a winner. On the day of the pageant, however, she was in tears because her name didn’t get called, and the remonstrances of her stepmother that it wasn’t her age group did little to make her feel better.
Another child was watching her competition with an extremely jealous look on her face, and her mother kept talking about how this one particular girl was very stiff competition for her daughter. And during the part of the show where they show the children and their parents practicing and preparing, the girl talked about how she wore a flipper because her teeth made her look like a jack-o-lantern (she was still in the process of losing baby teeth and growing adult teeth), and she didn’t want to be a jack-o-lantern because jack-o-lanterns are fat.
They’re children, people. When you prematurely force them into adolescent and adult roles, you’re taking away their childhood. You’re teaching them–whether intentionally or not–that their worth is based on how many crowns they get, how many judges deem them worthy of crowns and sashes. You’re telling them that if they win, they’re awesome, and if they lose, the judges were biased and they should have won. You’re turning them into monstrous little divas.
Adolescent girls are hard enough on themselves. Don’t do this to your children. Please. Let them just be children. Let them believe they’re the greatest things in the world, because they are, not because a panel of judges gives them the biggest crown and a savings bond and a trophy. Let them win trophies as they grow up and excel in whatever fields they’re interested in–sports, academics, etc.–instead of how slutty they look with ten pounds of makeup and their hair ratted and curled beyond all recognition.
And I’m not going to be watching any more episodes of this ghastly show. Enough is enough. I’m not going to support the kiddie pageants.