We need to whack Caillou

If you are someone who has yet to encounter the sniveling, whiny children's character that is Caillou, consider yourself extremely lucky.

I am not sure there has ever been a more irksome kid or family for that matter. Caillou, who is supposed to be about four but acts like a two-year-old, is endlessly perplexed or flummoxed because things don't go his way. No kid is this annoying, trust me. After watching a few episodes on TV and reading Calliou books to the bubbas, it is clear to me that Caillou's mom is on drugs. She never raises her voice, loses patience or gives time-outs. Caillou's dad is also perpetually patient, wise, loving and hands-on. Is he really the father? Nobody could deal with this kid and not want to strangle him in his bath tub.

We need more authentic children's characters. We need mommies who look haggard and pissed off. We need daddies who mess up and yell. And we need to take out Caillou. Like right now. His name is confusing to spell and pronounce, but more importantly, he is training legions of kids how to be a total turd. I don't want to live in a country where that is allowed, do you?

I didn't think so.