It’s Father’s Day on 21 June which has had me thinking. The day is supposed to be an opportunity for our kids to pay tribute to us fathers, thank us for all we do for them and just maybe send us a card or treat us in an effort to demonstrate their love and affection. That’s all fine but I was pondering how this all fits in with the fairly recent trend of using the word ‘Dad’ as a mocking or derogatory term (aka ‘Dadjective’). For example:
Dad bod – Antithesis of the six-pack, non-ripped, non-buff
Dad dance – A series of highly embarrassing gyrations; typically the front-back step overbite combo
Dad joke – Corny one-liners (or apparently every gag I tell my daughter)
Dad car – Sensible, practical, economical wheels
Dad shoes – Ugly, comfort-over-trendy trainers inspired by 80’s style sportshoes.
Basically, anything described as ‘Dad’ is considered cheesy, passé and embarrassing by anyone under 30.
I can think of only one obvious exception that always appears to escape this derision; the ‘Dad’ bank account. That’s the one that’s always good for a loan at zero percent interest, never conducts any due diligence and unflinchingly extends lines of credit undaunted at the overwhelming prospect of default. Funny that!