I've got two big problems with Disney nowadays, and the first is that everything they serve is simply rehash from an old failed show. For the last ten years they've released teen drama after teen drama, and somehow kids look at how the character's name changed from "Lizzy McGuire" to "Hannah Montana" and decide that they're watching a breathtaking new show, full to the brim with originality and freshness. I swear, there have been so many "Zack and Cody" offshoots, and somehow my sister eats them up with joy. The "musicians," if you can call them that, who Disney promotes are all replays of an old, tired cycle that started with Britney Spears, moved on to Duff, and is now working its magic on Cyrus.
My other, and bigger, problem with Disney is the way it destroys m sister's sense of pride and ambition. As a young girl, she wanted to be a dancer or songwriter. Little has changed to this day, except how she plans on going about her dream. As a little girl she was always trying to write her own stuff, and she dabbled constantly in various instruments like guitar and piano. She was hungry for the knowledge necessary to reach her lofty goal, but that is now gone. In imitation of her hero, Miley Cyrus, she has taken to dancing about in rather embarrassing clothing, doing nothing but covering "Best of Both Worlds" while whining about "that stupid piano she hates so much." My sister no longer wants to work hard and get better at what she does; she hopes to be picked up off the street by Disney, get hyped up whether she has talent or not, and then rake the profits and inevitable movie/TV show deals following.
My other, and bigger, problem with Disney is the way it destroys m sister's sense of pride and ambition. As a young girl, she wanted to be a dancer or songwriter. Little has changed to this day, except how she plans on going about her dream. As a little girl she was always trying to write her own stuff, and she dabbled constantly in various instruments like guitar and piano. She was hungry for the knowledge necessary to reach her lofty goal, but that is now gone. In imitation of her hero, Miley Cyrus, she has taken to dancing about in rather embarrassing clothing, doing nothing but covering "Best of Both Worlds" while whining about "that stupid piano she hates so much." My sister no longer wants to work hard and get better at what she does; she hopes to be picked up off the street by Disney, get hyped up whether she has talent or not, and then rake the profits and inevitable movie/TV show deals following.
