Marcel Winatschek

Bom Chicka Wow Wow

Cold Sunday afternoon, nothing useful happening, hot chocolate with marshmallows going lukewarm next to the keyboard. There’s a video of a small girl reading aloud from a cat book, doing it very seriously the way small children do, and then she hits a page and delivers "BOM CHICKA WOW WOW" with complete conviction. That’s it. That’s the whole thing. It is genuinely funny—when a toddler deploys the universal language of softcore soundtrack music without the faintest idea what it means, something about that collision is just perfect. The innocence isn’t ruined. It makes it funnier. The rest of the day can stay where it is. This was enough.