Pokemons and Pollocks

I was watching the Colbert Report late one night and saw a funny little clip about an article from the Wall Street Journal. Apparently, one of the latest fads to hit the art world are child art collectors - kids that are like seven years old buying Warhols, Rembrandts, Pisarros! Little Dakota King, age 9, is one of a bustling group of child collectors. At that age, they should have Pokemon posters hanging on their walls, not The Return of the Prodigal Son. When I was seven years old a masterpiece to me was a coloring book drawing where all the color was still in the lines.

And where are these kids getting the money to buy such extravangances? Well, bar-mitzvahs, birthdays, and sometimes the tooth fairy! How would you like to have woken up as a kid and find a big fat stack of Benjamins stuffed under your pillow in the place of your freshly pulled molar?