The interminable Simpsons repeats on some of my local channels recently worked their way round to the one where Bart gets a vision of the future where he’s a dropout with a pretend band, and Lisa is President. Anyway, the US is in deep financial trouble and Lisa is having trouble placating the other countries it owes money to. Until Bart swoops in and saves the day with his mad putting-off-creditor skillz.
The daughter of my recently acquired housemate is an avid fan of Hannah Montana, and I can’t help but notice that half the episodes are about how – despite her superstar status – she should remember that her brother is as super special as she is.
And then I recall Aerin’s letter to the mailbag about Horton Hears a Who. Now, sure, “Your siblings are as special as you, and you should appreciate them” isn’t a bad moral in general terms – but why does it always seem to be sisters who must learn it about brothers?