Linguistic cartwheels in the stylings of a rant, these are the thoughts that keep me up at night.
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I am a 20 year old female writer residing in Central New Jersey. My influences include the great Dave Barry, Neil Gaiman, George Carlin, and the two greatest editors in the world, Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling. My webpage can be found at www.homestead.com/foxfyresden and I can be reached at Foxfyre33@aol.com. Happy reading!
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Tuesday, August 05, 2003
Dear Hasbro;
I am terribly happy you've decided to bring back My Little Pony. I know there was a recent attempt before this, but the ponies just did not resemble the ones I grew up with. I am much happier with these.
However, I would like to offer a small suggestion. Let me relay a memory.
When I was a child, trips to the mall with my parents meant going up in the afternoon and coming home in the evening. We always stopped at the toy store last, and the ride home was spent opening whatever toy I might have gotten by the fleeting light of the car headlights behind us, or the bright streetlights of a toll plaza. In light of this (har!) I got pretty good at managing to extract my ponies with little or no visability. Blister packs, boxes, and those weird plastic twist-ties did not stand a chance with me. Nothing stood between me and my ponies.
Jump ahead about 14 years. I'm sitting here with four new ponies, completely exhausted, with two bandages on my fingers. Your new packaging is not theft deterrent, it is nuclear warfare deterrent. I have debated creating a large shelter entirely of the space-age plastic that confined my new toys. When I was a girl, the only tools I would possibly need were my father, and, very rarely, his keys, to slice through some flimsy tape. I firmly believe that if I had tried using a handsaw to extract autumn skye, I'd be buying a new handsaw right now.
We live in a world where small children could, foreseeably, take over the world. They train for hours a day on computers, and video games, honing their skills to prepare for the revolution. Is this packaging another test? A government experiment to determine how far advanced the generation really is? I have shed blood, quite literally, to relive my childhood.
Maybe you should introduce ponies for dummies, with the old blister packaging, for senile reminiscers like me.
~Fox
8:41 AM
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