When I was a child, such people were called *show-offs* and, if
their parents were the right kind of people, were firmly
discouraged from continuing such behaviour, at least in public.
Of course, in those days every child did not have a lawyer on
call, ready to alert the media to the unconscionable torment
suffered when her client was forbidden to moon the school
assembly or wear a *Bush is a Poo Poo Head* shirt to daycare.
Today as Balloon Boy has proved, the only thing that matters to
most people is being Noticed by the International Media. I
predict that it will not be six months before somebody actually
sends his baby aloft in a flying saucer balloon, and after the
poor child falls to her death (it will be a girl this time),
memorials will spring up all along the route the doomed balloon
traced, and the location where the little one was smashed to
flinders will bear a large and tasteless monument aand the
subject of an After School Special.