This morning I was driving the kids to school and this song came on XM Kids: “Anything is Possible.” I wasn’t really paying attention. (This is my general coping mechanism for driving while XM Kids is on.) Anyway, I just checked on iTunes to see if I could find the song that was playing. Turns out, there are no less than fifty songs called “Anything is Possible” available for sale, including recordings by Debbie Gibson, Christine McVie of Fleetwood Mac, and the vaguely-offensively-named Hot Mute. I do not believe that any of these “Anything is Possible”s were the one playing on XM Kids this morning, since this one had lyrics along the lines of
YOU CAN BE A TEACHER!
YOU CAN FIGHT A FIRE!
YOU CAN THROW A BASEBALL!
OR WALK ON A HIGH WIRE!
Like I said, I wasn’t really paying attention, but the song was more or less that: a typical preschooler confidence-builder. I don’t think that’s Hot Mute’s bag. But hey. Anything is possible.
Or is it?
Not so fast, says my son Seamus. He has a real problem with any song that is overly sanguine with its generalities. Just last year, we had this conversation as we rolled down the highway (again, my son listening intently to the radio, me not so much):
SEAMUS: Not evwybody.
MOMMY: What, Fergus?
SEAMUS: I SAID, not EVWYbody.
MOMMY: What do you mean, not everybody?
SEAMUS: Some old people are not.
MOMMY: (competely lost) Some old people aren’t what?
SEAMUS: Suwfin’ USA.
SEAMUS: Yeah. Some old people aren’t suwfin’ USA, because dey too OLD. MOMMY: Hmm?