2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43
With my kids, as they grow up one, second, third, I often watch cartoons. There are exceptional masterpieces. Many of which I psychologically analyzed in my previous articles.
All cartoon fairy tales, although created for children, are filled with a deep, childish meaning and in the course of the plot execution they reach a serious metaphorical level.
Cartoons, like fairy tales, should be comprehended not by a superficial analysis of what has been said, but by a deep understanding of the meanings, penetration into the subtext curtains. What we, in fact, do in our dialogues.
Today I would like to touch upon another famous cartoon - "Dunno on the Moon", or rather one metaphor from this cartoon story. I will clarify.
Dear viewers, probably remember how Dunno, having got to the moon, learns the following about it: lunatics have a mysterious, paradise island, where life is full of carefree pleasure, pleasures and joy. To get there is great happiness! The inhabitants of the island do not work, do not work, but play and rest all day. Resounding, cheerful laughter echoes from the island. It seems that the life of the islanders is the height of dreams! But! In the course of the development of the plot, the stunned heroes learn the cruel truth of the "corner of paradise": a carefree and idle life, full of delight and pleasures, turns the islanders into bleating and stupid rams - all without exception - children on the island through such strategies are transformed into a submissive animal to be slaughtered … metamorphosis! A piercing metaphor!
Nevertheless, you must admit that this allegory is not devoid of real implications. How much confirmation of this. I will give just a few conditional examples. Look around and you will notice thousands of living, real …
First story
A forty-three-year-old woman complains about her son. “I've been nursing him all my life. No rejection. He had all the best and the best: a commercial kindergarten, a prestigious district school, entertainment, circles, theaters and-and-and no obligations or burdens around the house. Further - guaranteed admission to the university. And then - the unfortunate deduction. They didn’t scold me: I didn’t pull it, I’ll study it and will do it again. But no, three years have passed, it is impossible to restore his studies at the university, and he is not used to working. Now his life is alcohol and a computer. And I, as before, always in full swing … Well, what did he lack ?! Where did they drop it?! …"
The second story
A forty-seven-year-old woman is also about her son. “At the age of 20, my son had love to heaven. Such that it is straight "Ahhh!". I got married. The girls settled in with their parents. Those, after 4 months, sent the young to work. I didn't let it! My son is the hope of a prestigious university. Well, and what if he fell in love, the way will be tolerated until he learns - 5 years … Why should the child work? Love is not worth it! In general, they divorced the girl. The family did not survive. What then? I found another - joyful, caring: feeds, cherishes, cherishes, looks like a little child. What's wrong? The eyes were dim. He turned gray all over. Bored. I was blown away. He remembers his first - I see. And she, like him, is now not free, married. I shouldn't have upset this marriage then. In pursuit of an easy share, she ruined the fate of the child. Unhappy man!"
Third story
Fifty-year-old woman, about her son again. "The only son. The successor of the surname. The hope of a large family. Fragile. Special. I couldn't get along anywhere. How many schools have changed … Everywhere and from everywhere rescued … I did not enter the institute. I didn't get a job. I got married, got divorced, didn't have any children. Didn't fit anywhere … Lost myself. I got depressed. Sits on pills. And grieves, grieves. As if I didn’t put my hands on it out of grief. But how they tried, how they took care of him … There was no refusal in anything … One compassion, one pity …"
Dear reader, of course, noticed the allegory with the cartoon? Overprotectiveness, pathological concern, soul-corrupting maternal adoration, and a complete lack of commitment are the road to predictable results. Nurtured in this way, spoiled children will naturally break down, turning into "lambs" …
Such children are brought up like this: “You are worthy of an easy, wonderful life. If anything, others are to blame! School, work, wives. Don't be sad, son! Let's replace! Let's fix it! Let's do it! For you! You! For you! …»
This is how schools, institutes, jobs, wives change, and everywhere there is one tale: "We will find new ones!" The tactics of cultivating Tsarkov, to whom everyone owes and everything is possible.
An easy, pleasant life, an easy life, a pleasing, patronizing power deforms a person, turning a person into a weak, dependent subject … And if a strong mother is not subsequently replaced by a powerful woman who teaches, saves and picks up - write-lost - everything is aaah and oooh …
The idea of understanding this state of affairs, looking into oneself deeper, taking responsibility for the current one - to grow up, finally, does not occur to the participants in such circumstances …
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