Boy, what great parents this kid has -- to not only accept but encourage and publicize a foul mouth.
And what a great society we live in where this video could make her a celebrity and earn her all sorts of loot and toys. Can't wait until the follow up when she's say six or so where she's cursing like a trucker and dropping f-bombs. WTF is wrong with people?

And Yak Boy, linguistic quibbles aside, as illogical as it seems, societies just have determined that some behaviors are polite, some are not. This kind of behavior in a child is, to me, nauseating.

I thought it was sweet. It was sappy but I cried. I think it would be very helpful in helping children deal with a death of a family member or friend.

Stupid article -- bad dreams or other manifestations of a troubled or fearful mind don't equal any sort of transcendent reality.

Really, really have to recommend the new book, god is not great. Very readable, not strident in any way. Worth buying. (And no, I have nothing to do with the book except being an enthusiastic reader.)

I have to agree -- this passes for wisdom?

Considering that my 7 year old daughter won't eat meat and that peanut butter (her usual lunch) is forbidden in school, I send her in with a cheese sandwich every day of the week (except for Friday pizza days.) Somehow no one has considered it a badge of shame! And that's even considering that our school system has the same "don't pay, get a cheese sandwich" policy -- in our upper middle class area (deadbeat (or just forgetful) parents are everywhere.)

In any case, considering the price of a couple of pieces of cheese and two slices of bread, you'd think that everyone but the homeless could afford to send their kid in with a similar bag lunch. (Isn't there government cheese any more? My MIL, who was a political refugee from Cuba in 1961 (where she lived a life of luxury, the daughter of a heart surgeon, the granddaughter of the surgeon general) recalls the dreaded government cheese...but also noted that you'd be amazed what you can eat when you're hungry.)

I've never heard an Italian call spaghetti sauce gravy!

Umm, Tim, think that's a collision. (Unless, of course, they are making sparks, which explains why there's no women!)

Interesting that this futuristic world seems to be utterly white male-dominated. I suppose the imagination could only stretch so far!

I have to say, this looks more like a sightseeing monorail type thing (yes, I know there's more than one rail!) than a roller coaster. I mean there's no seat belts and people seem to be standing up!

I'm not so sure about the radioactivity not being contagious. I had radiation (RAI) to burn my thyroid into submission and was not supposed to get within four feet of my child for several days...and could not brush my teeth or, um, use the facilities in the same bathroom as anyone else in the family for a week.

And what about that spy who was poisoned with radiation? Wasn't there a ton of concern about people he had interacted with?

Maybe what the writers intended to say was that simple background radiation isn't particularly catchy. (My neighbor, a nuclear plant employee and his wife, an oncology nurse, both wore badges to track their radiation levels. They said it's how they found each other in the dark!)

Just for the record, the asterisks above blocked a medical term for a bodily opening...not anything rude (despite the fact that the letter count could work for either!) ROFLM*O!

Since this "x-ray" only seems to show the outside of the body (not bones) would it even show a gun or weapon secreted say "between the cheeks" or in an orifice? If not, isn't it kind of pointless?

Speaking as someone who was forced to run the entire length of an airport to get a new baggie because the baggie I'd put my specially purchased 3 oz liquids in was not the correct size (but who later found that in the confusion of transferring them to the regulation size baggie that a whole slew of little containers of "undeclared liquids" had gone through the scanner in my carry on AND NO ONE EVEN NOTICED OR CARED!) the way our country has handled this situation makes us look like tantruming, brain-damaged toddlers -- lots of activity, not much sense.

My feeling is that children this young understand death but since they are "wired" for self-preservation, they are not actually devastated by it unless it directly affects their day to day life (i.e., "who will take care of me."

I think it is a good and reasonable thing for children to realize that death is a sad, but integral, part of life. I would willingly allow my daughter to participate in this loving "send off" project.

Did anyone here see the documentary (forget the name) of the woman who gave cameras to children in India born in brothels (come to think of it, that might have been the name of the show.) These poor, status-less, uneducated children took some photographs that were truly amazing...and ended up opening doors to a better life.

Not to take *anything* away from his honesty (which deserves all the kudos offered here) but I can't imagine the Village of Kewaskum is very big. And in small towns, NOTHING goes unnoticed. The bus driver was probably the neighbor of Betty Sue at the County Clerk, who is the cousin of Arnie down at the diner, who is married to...you get the idea.

I'm glad he did the right thing...but it might have been pretty darn hard not to.