|
Post by Paradox on Jun 16, 2009 8:29:49 GMT -5
Anyone who thinks Barbie is "anatomically correct" isn't worth listening to for any reason. But she's got, you know, skin. Woman skin. The irony is, these people probably think that they're as different as can be from Muslim fundamentalists! If they were more honest with themselves they'd just go ahead and break out the burkas.
|
|
|
Post by rookie on Jun 16, 2009 12:15:15 GMT -5
Ugly toys?!?! WTF?!? Who's to say what's ugly or cute? And I'd like to think that my kids' "ugly" toys are at least teaching them to find worth that goes beyond appearance.
As far as discouraging imagination in kids, well, good luck with that. Really. Maybe for their next trick they'll stop the tides using a pair of second hand coffee cups. One cannot stop the imagination of a child. that's one of the beautiful parts of childhood. Even if it's using Lilo's cardboard box to pretend they're in the family Volvo (that's what I picture mommy dearest driving) to church, it's still using imagination.
Occult toys. Where are these occult toys? Where do they sell these? I have been forced to look at Toys 'backwards R' Us adds every Sunday for the past two years and I cannot find occult toys there. Are there Baby Voodoo dolls somewhere I'm not seeing? Is there a fully illustrated book of spells I haven't found yet?
My heart goes out to these kids. I do hope one day my girls will meet some of these kids and help them through the gift of play.
|
|
|
Post by The_L on Jun 16, 2009 12:58:37 GMT -5
I used to have one of those 4-foot tall teddy bears. I named him Michael Jackson. (Bear in mind that this was back in the 80's, years before all the creepy pedo stuff came out.)
This bear was ass-ugly. An eye fell out at one point, which made him look even creepier. (In hindsight, I named this bear the right thing.) But I was an adult before I had the heart to get rid of it.
And let's not forget that My Little Pony doll I still keep in my room. Had it since I was 2. Not getting rid of it.
|
|
|
Post by Bezron on Jun 16, 2009 13:17:21 GMT -5
My sister still has her Cabbage Patch oll that she got during that whole craze (85?).
That is one ugly ass doll now...It was originally black, now a good portion of the color has rubbed off and been replaced by a sickly gray. She had to make it clothes because she lost all of the original stuff. The Xavier Roberts signature is completely gone, and it's but is frayed and threadbare
And she still loves the hell out of that doll, at 29 years old
|
|
|
Post by Maryland Bear on Jun 16, 2009 13:24:04 GMT -5
My sister still has her Cabbage Patch oll that she got during that whole craze (85?). My sister still has an original Cabbage Patch Doll, from before they were mass-marketed and were all hand made and only available at gift shop type places. You actually "adopted" the dolls, with a ceremony. I was the official witness when my sister adopted hers.
|
|
|
Post by Bezron on Jun 16, 2009 13:31:38 GMT -5
Yeah, she got hers at K-Mart (when K-Mart was still an actual department store, not a discount ghetto like it is now). It came with an adoption certificate that could be filled in and sent to the company for logging in their registry or something.
|
|
|
Post by malicious_bloke on Jun 16, 2009 14:07:31 GMT -5
This has probably been covered, but surely an imagination is the entire basis of religion?
Atheists are constantly attacked for the "only believe in what you can see" mentality, surely killing a kid's imagination removes their ability to believe in any arcane construct (like jesus, for example)
|
|
|
Post by DarkfireTaimatsu on Jun 16, 2009 15:36:45 GMT -5
What is this incident Darkfire? Ironbite-also...my brain hurts now. No...that's my brain trying to escape through my nose. Oh, well, Grandma had a next-door neighbour who had a kid about my age, Johnny. I was, like, 3 or 4 years old at the time, and he about a year older. Something happens, and Johnny complains that he doesn't have any imagination. And I reply, "That's okay, I have enough imagination for the both of us." Grandma tells that story all the time, as grandmothers often do.
|
|
|
Post by Thejebusfire on Jun 16, 2009 16:30:46 GMT -5
Anyone who thinks Barbie is "anatomically correct" isn't worth listening to for any reason. I feel sorry for these peoples' kids. I never had a lot of toys, except for stuffed animals. What I had were crayons, paper, an old third-hand typewriter, milk crates, my grandpa's half-used cans of spray paint, scrap lumber, that kind of thing. It's not a bad way to grow up. However, I am guessing that the writer's children, especially his unfortunate daughters, would not be permitted to fly to the moon or win the Daytona 500 in their super-modified milk crates. In order for Barbie to be even somewhat "anatomically correct" she would have to be over seven feet tall and over two hundred pounds. Or so I've heard. Even though my family was more or less poor I've always toys. My father was the manager of an arcade room and sometimes he would bring home those stuffed animals that were siting for months in the crane machine.
|
|
|
Post by The_L on Jun 17, 2009 12:04:04 GMT -5
In order for Barbie to be even somewhat "anatomically correct" she would have to be over seven feet tall and over two hundred pounds. Or so I've heard. No. There are no women with nipple-less breasts and a complete lack of a vagina in the world, as far as I know. And don't get me started on poor, flat-groined Ken. This has probably been covered, but surely an imagination is the entire basis of religion? Atheists are constantly attacked for the "only believe in what you can see" mentality, surely killing a kid's imagination removes their ability to believe in any arcane construct (like jesus, for example) I can't see it being a good thing, no matter what. Of course, I've also read some of the Bedlam's Bard series, wherein a rebellious teen has all his imagination sucked from his body and is left as a mindless drone who needs to be given orders to do ANYTHING. (The parents wanted obedient children, and the Unseleighe Sidhe technically gave them that.)
|
|
|
Post by the sandman on Jun 17, 2009 12:32:02 GMT -5
Actually, if Barbie were scaled up to human proportions, she would be 6'3" tall, 42DD-24-34.
That is in no way a realistic or healthy woman.
|
|
|
Post by tiado on Jun 17, 2009 17:55:10 GMT -5
When I was growing up, I was praised for my vivid imagination as well, even by my devoutly religious grandparents. I may not have had may toys while growing up, but that was a more of an economical issue than a moral issue. However, the toys that my brother and I had were very durable (we had Tonka everything, the REAL Tonka stuff too, made out of steel) we had a good section of the back yard set aside as our 'sand box' even though there was no 'box' around the sand. We had hours of fun with the Tonka toys and the sand. We imagined building roads, mining for diamonds, building mountains & valleys, building cities, and landing on some strange alien world with our 'spacecraft' truck while our pets were the space monsters. Wow, that sure takes me back.
Funny how we never fell into the occult and are now casting spells and persecuting Christians or anything like that, due to our imaginations as children.
|
|
|
Post by Sigmaleph on Jun 17, 2009 20:16:02 GMT -5
I've had (still have) hours of fun just pacing around using my imagination. Seriously. It's cheaper than TV, and much better mental exercise, although possible side-effects are ending like me. My point being, if you discourage the use of imagination on a kid then I'll hunt you down and kill you.
|
|
|
Post by Vene on Jun 17, 2009 21:08:25 GMT -5
My point being, if you discourage the use of imagination on a kid then I'll hunt you down and kill you. She's not lying. I know things. Horrible things.
|
|
|
Post by Thejebusfire on Jun 17, 2009 21:42:13 GMT -5
|
|