Scene 1, in the Free-Ride hoopty en route to a music lesson a few weeks ago:
[On the mix-CD in the CD player, a Todd Rundgren song begins to play.]
Younger offspring: Le Roy!
Dr. Free-Ride: Yup!
Younger offspring: The melody of this song is really catchy.
Dr. Free-Ride: I agree.
Younger offspring: But ... what is he actually saying about women? I'm not sure the guy singing the song gets that women are people the same way he and his friend Le Roy are.
Dr. Free-Ride: No, I'm not sure he does either. It was the 1970s, but still.
Younger offspring: Some really catchy songs are problematic.
Dr. Free-Ride: You were bound to notice that sooner or later.
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Scene 2, in the Free-Ride kitchen this morning:
Dr. Free-Ride: Hey, want to watch a video for a rap song about evolution?
Younger offspring: Is it about going to a club, drinking a lot, and hitting on people?
Dr. Free-Ride: Um, it's about sexual selection.
Younger offspring: Are there bad words in it?
Dr. Free-Ride: No, I don't think so.
Younger offspring: Musical genres have rules. Maybe it was different when you were young, but nowadays rap songs have to be about going to a club, drinking a lot, and hitting on people, or at least they have to have bad words.
Dr. Free-Ride: Hmmm.