You know how it is. What with one thing or another, and I'm still getting over that one time, which was so hard. But let's never mind all that. Maybe what I should do is simply broach a topic to you, my readers, and see what fascinating conversation flows forth. This doesn't all have be about what I write; it can be about your words, too!
.So here's the topic:
.You guys remember these toys? Sectaurs? Somebody remembers these, right?
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Discuss. By the way, that last one is their castle.
12 comments:
Thank heaven I grew up in a time before such vile and reprehensible "toys" were given to impressionable children. These images explain a lot!
What are you talking about??? These toys simply allowed children to enact the ancient battle between good and evil via the world of anthropomorphized insects!
You know, Marilyn, you're in serious danger of self-important fogeydom.
I never had these, but they remind me of the big self-ambulating spider thing Skeletor used to ride on I got when I was six. It was worth, oh, minutes of fun.
I don't think I had that. He-Man never really clicked for me. I think at the time I felt superior to those silly little things, unknowingly biding my time until Sectaurs came out.
Raggedy Anne and Andy are plenty exciting, let me tell you!
It's funny we should lurch towards this sort of thing, because I chatting about it with my father last night, how when I was a kid c. early '80s, it was between the eras of total merchandising and a certain retro awareness - I recall my mornings used be dotted with both the likes of He-Man on TV but also old Batman serials, and episodes of Leave it to Beaver. And, yes, Raggedy Ann and Andy. My morning television was something of an education in itself.
Absolutely. I remember for a long time, when I'd get home from school, reruns of THE ADDAMS FAMILY were programmed to catch the kids just as they sat down. And so all my friends knew the show, too, and probably wouldn't if some enterprising affiliate programmer hadn't thought of it.
Indeed. I recall my schoolyard conversations actually included arguments like, what do you prefer, the old Munsters or the new Munsters? Opinions were divided but the defenders of the new Munsters generally only had the fact it was in color to fight with. Pussies.
Nowadays when I glance at kid's shows, it's not so much their commercialization that irks me so much as their...efforts to be totally with it, jammed full of hip-isms that choke off everything else.
I still prefer good old-fashioned matches and gasoline with the occasional hatchet thrown in (or at) for good measure.
Oh yeah, and guns! Real guns. Man, those things are fun.
What about lighting guns on fire? That was always fun.
I don't remember these toys! Googling them I found out they were introduced to the market in 1985, which puts me outside the intended audience. In 1983 I recall buying a RETURN OF THE JEDI figure--the Gamorrean guard, I believe--and as I was paying for it I suddenly felt a pang of embarrassment before the clerk. I was, alas, finally too old for collecting STAR WARS stuff. Until my late 30s, of course.
I don't remember at what point I put such toys behind me, but I do remember my last trick-or-treating jaunt. Like a lot of kids, I pushed it one year too far, going once more in the 7th grade. It just felt wrong, and I didn't really enjoy it. Which is a shame, because now I think back on the heyday of trick-or-treating in the suburbs where I grew up with more affection than even Christmas mornings, and, dare I say it...longing?
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