Remember when we were kids we used to swear that we'd never become like our parents. I suppose we spend most of our 20's as conflicted people not certain if we can still afford to act like children while aspiring to become adults. In our 30's we are pretty certain that we have entered the adulthood stage. There's that part of us that still longs to belong to that carefree stage of life where actions have little consequence, yet we know better that things aren't as simple as they used to be.
For those of us fortunate enough to be parents, there is the relief that we can live our childhood vicariously through our children.
As a boy growing up in the 70's, my idols where the likes of Lee Majors (in the role of Steve Austin in the Six Million Dollar Man) and James Garner (Jim Rockford). Now that those characters have been replaced by Bill Gates and Steve Jobs for me, I also sometimes long to enjoy more whimsical characters. Let's face it, actors and rock stars are much more fun than the stodgy Warren Buffett and Rupert Murdoch.
And so when my daughters bought the latest Lindsay Lohan music album and proceeded to listen to it and lip-synch the lyrics repeatedly for hours, I decided to hold judgment and take a listen myself, and you know, it's not that bad. Sure, I still prefer my Led Zeppelin and Eric Clapton, but I do indulge in an occasional Linkin Park, Staind, and Green Day too.
I may be too embarrassed to buy an album by Hilary Duff or watch a Lindsay Lohan flick, but kids provide a great excuse to sometimes appreciate the art of the younger generation, while acting annoyed for being subjected to such absurd performances.