With the rise of increasingly available information right at our fingertips, it’s no surprise that we’ve encountered our fair share of childhood-ruining facts.
Where were you when you found out that Principal Rooney from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off was a registered sex offender? Or that the Disney fairytales you loved so much were actually pretty twisted?
Well, here’s another one for you. Remember the little piggy who went to market? It turns out he wasn’t just buying apples.
The revelation was shared on Twitter by user AngelicGirlxD, whose viral tweet shocked generations of kids who thought the little piggy just needed to do some grocery shopping.
https://twitter.com/AngelicGirlxD/status/1031683728379179008
I am 28 years old and you just destroyed my childhood https://t.co/64UdvQfWeC
— they/them causing jayhem (@jaythenerdkid) August 23, 2018
I just learned that. I like pictured a momma pig 🐷 in a 50s floral jacket going to the market. https://t.co/87InBieA4b
— Saraï Cole-Freericks (@TallDarknGorg) August 23, 2018
Wait, what? I am 50 years old and I realized it while reading the below tweet. I am going to need a few minutes … https://t.co/O9RJUuqG5U
— Jack Pringle (@jjpringlesc) August 22, 2018
Some users were straight up in denial and took on a loose interpretation of the nursery rhyme instead.
“I’m calling in death of the author and post-structuralist theory here to say that the modern transmission of meaning around this story means that this pig definitely did go food shopping and he’s living with his family now and is very happy,” user Julie Muncy wrote.
For the sake of the children, we hold that definition #4 is where the little piggy might have headed. #WeHoldOutHopehttps://t.co/2eFAieesEp https://t.co/9mW4nISsgP
— Dictionary.com (@Dictionarycom) August 23, 2018
Right, obviously it’s a reference to imposing neoliberal reforms https://t.co/Xb6lZRCsgs
— Jonathan Chait (@jonathanchait) August 22, 2018
I ask you all, if a little piggy can have ROAST BEEF, what is so surreal about a sibling (one assumes) going shopping at the market instead of being cruelly slaughtered (on a small child’s toe!) or sent, desperately squealing, to become bacon?
— Guy Gavriel Kay (@guygavrielkay) August 23, 2018
It’s enough to make one kosher. https://t.co/OX7oSOhdZf
Either way, we can be certain this won’t be the last life-ruining fact we’ll be running into.
