Divad’s gimme-a-gold-star tantrum sums up why I hate the gold star. The show would have been served better by giving the kids a paper star and telling them at the end that they could trade it in for the real gold one. Maybe then we’d get a geunine effort in kids building a society instead of this orchestrated snooze-fest. (Yep, that means burn the Pioneer Book.)

As for the somewhat original bubble gum chewing contest — gross. Here we are trying to convince our kids not to share water bottles and this show promotes spitting gum into other kids’ hands. That’s just sick!