New legislation for advertising?

I've just watched some videos on the next blog to mine..family videos where the author is unafraid to film his young grandchildren. It was wholesome stuff, and being in the US , no teenage cleavages on view or mini skirts for 7 year olds as you are constantly bomabarded with in the street in the UK. I am aware that there are unscrupulous and evil people out there who expose children, with and without the consent of parents. I would never film or identify my kids on my blog, or anywhere on the internet.

Apparently there are enough parents out there to have made a tiny impact on what is shown on tv and advertising. I have complained on a few occasions about advertising (as being too sexualising for children) and have only once made an impact. I got some adverse reactions to this by people who I feel were either too naive or inexperienced to gather the reasons for my approach to the complaint. According to what I have just heard, it's a matter of months before ther govenrnment enforces some stricter rules about what is shown in advertising and on tv. Amen to that, brother.

Benjamin Ferencz - SS Prosecutor

It's taken a few weeks to get back to the Sunday morning Radio 4 article that I listened to in awe. I could listen to this soundbite over and over, this man gives you the feeling of goodness and belief in the right things, makes you feel that you are not really on your own in your tussles with your faith.

I have no idea if this man believes in God but whether he does or not, he is truly good. At 91, his speech and articulation and intelligence, besides his self assurance make me feel like a gibbering fool. I could only ever hope to have this clarity of conveyance.

His description of the Nazi death camps were graphic, but even he said that words could never describe the horror, and it was like peering into hell. I've visited Anne Franks house in Amsterdam and watched the films there. I had to leave sobbing and will never forget what I saw. Even watching such films as Saving Private Ryan, where the boy dies, crying for his mother, are extremely emotional. At least he is surrounded by his friends who stroke his head and face and give him pain killers. Plenty die alone, calling for Mum, in agony. This has got to be one of the most huge anxiety for any mother (and there are plenty of others). God Bless all soldiers.