Saturday, December 15, 2007

Toys In The Attic



Took the long walk around Target the other night, looking at toys and all this. I know (as you do) about the whole Chinese toy recall and all the drama around that. First, I want to say to you what I have been rambling on about, to the chagrin of anyone who will listen. The Chinese have been made to look like the villain on this lead paint/parts deal, and its bull. China does not supply the materials to build shit in this world. Not one thing. They do not have materials to build a thing. What China has is labor. That's all they ever had, and that's all they do. The big toy makers pointed the finger at China for the use of lead paint and materials, which really confused the little bowl-cut bastards. All they do is receive the materials and specs for the toys or whatever they are assembling, and whip the shit out of a crowd of line workers to fill the order. Anyone who has tried to buy rubber, wood, concrete or steel lately can tell you that I'm right. The prices shot up after the sleeping dragon started building a lot a year or two ago. This happened because all of the materials that we just expect to find at Home Depot were being shipped out to China. My point is, the lead crap was given to them, along with all the other parts and pieces of the toys, by the American toy companies. Now- back to the story. Toys look creepy. Not the actual toys, but the pictures on the boxes. I think it may have to do with Target being a foreign company? The pictures are foreign people trying to look like typical American schmucks, and it gives each one a funny, slightly odd effect.






I call this one "Weekend Dad" because that's just how it looks, and the whole weekend dad thing is funny to me anyway. I know a few of these guys, and I apologize to you ahead of time for anything I ever say about the subject. I don't know why its funny to me, it just is. The guy in the shot is all sported up, trying so hard to hang on to the boys while Mom's new friend "uncle Dave" is staying over more and more every week. Wow. Awkward moments at the breakfast table. Anyway, its sad.






This one is "Drunk Dad" and I think the photo says it all. He looks like he knocked back a few shots while he assembled the crappy toy, badly. He didn't need all those parts anyway. He just needs another drink, and some God damn quite time. Stop crying, your being a big girl. It's no wonder your Mom left us.






This one is just strange. They (those who do) have apparently replaced the dirt in an "ant farm" with some sort of wonder gel, that the ants both eat AND drink. I think its like when you eat jello, and you slush it around your mouth until it converts to slimy Kool-Aid. I don't really feel for ants, but I still think its a shitty thing to do to them. Imagine if one or two got out of the farm, and outside. Born and raised in the jello world, they would be really let down having to tunnel through regular, stinking dirt. And as far as the kid in the photo, well- you know. You cant put green shit that you can possibly drink, that close to a little black kid without him at least tasting it. Telling his Mom that he didn't, with green ants on his face. That shit looks like apple drink. What was he going to do?

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