notes on government, sports and popular culture
.....N.Y. Times article
on celebrities' kids' names:
"If celebrities are the new American aristocracy, the exotic baby name can sometimes function as the equivalent of a royal title, a way for a privileged caste to bestow the power of its legacy on future generations."
Jenn Berman, Beverly Hills shrink:
"There's a sense of 'I'm special, I'm different, and therefore my child is special and different,' " It's unconscious, but they think, 'We're a creative family, you have the potential to be creative, so here, I bestow you with the name 'Joaquin.'"
The bottom line:
"Some therapists said the celebrity impulse to foist odd names on their children amounts to simple narcissism by the parents, and the resulting status comes at the child's expense. The children, after all, are the ones who will have to raise their hands every time a teacher calls out 'Coco' or 'Eulala.'"
I didn't like being plain old 'Sam' while growing up. At that time, it seemed like only dogs and old men were named Sam. But it seems to have made a comeback. I can't turn on the TV without seeing a character named Sam or go to any function involving kids without constantly turning to see who's calling my name.