The Hand that Crafts the Toy Rules the World

Tradition says that “the hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world,” conveying the idea that those with the most influence on children are those with the most long-term and widespread influence on the world in general. Everybody intuitively recognizes the rough truth of this idea. That is one reason why public schools become the focus of so many political battles.

What about other influences? If “play is the work of children” then surely toys are their tools. The toys and entertainments we give our children profoundly influence the adults they will someday become. Battles over Barbie dolls and toy weapons reflect an awareness of this. Toys and childhood entertainments are powerful vehicles of culture. Just as the mother unconsciously passes on her cultural traits to the children she raises, so does the toy maker.

The production of toys and children’s entertainment is also a marker for cultural dominance. From the early industrial era through WWII, the principal makers of toys were in Europe. Most fairy tales and nursery rhymes were of European origin. In the post-WWII era, American toys and stories swept over the entire non-communist world. Children everywhere played with Barbies and G.I. Joes, and they watched American-produced movies and cartoons. American values spread with the toys. Whereas European toys reflected values of communalism, tranquility and social hierarchy, America’s toys reflected its values of individualism, dynamism and social equality.

So in this, the season of toys, it behooves us to ask: who makes our toys and tells our children stories today?

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When the People of Europe Speak

Over on Belgravia Dispatch poster ZF made this observation:

“It suddenly occurred to me the other day that the influence of the MSM on public opinion is much greater in European countries than in the US, while the current influence of blogs there is far less developed. This has to mean that the biggest impact of the blog phenomenon still to come will in due course be seen in Europe.

Europe has the bigger ‘popular democracy deficit’, and is thus more exposed to this phenomenon even if it is going to take a while longer to mature, non?”

I think ZF is really on to something here.

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Blues and Guns

Via Instapundit comes an article in Slate which I find unintentionally hilarious. The really funny part occurs at the very end.

“Is there something you’ve always wanted to do but were too scared or embarrassed to try? Ask the Human Guinea Pig to do it for you.”

So what was the wild, dangerous thing that some reader sent the “Human Guinea Pig” out to do?

She went to fire a gun at a shooting range.

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Unions for the 21st Century

In this post, Lexington Green talks about the Retro-Left’s infatuation with old-style labor organization and law. Unions are a 19th and early-20th century solution to the problem of protecting workers and enhancing overall social and political stability. One can argue whether they represented the best solution in the past, but I don’t think that in the modern economic climate anybody can argue that they remain the best solution going forward.

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You Terrorist You!

Well, Arafat shuffling off of his no doubt grimy mortal coil provoked the following ditty.

To the the tune of “(I’ll Be Glad When You’re Dead) You Rascal You” Sam Theard; 1931 (Lyrics, MIDI via Doc Wilson’s Ragtime MIDI files)


Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!
Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!
You’re rotting in your grave, a lot of lives that will save,
Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

You fooled a lot folks, you terrorist you!
You fooled a lot folks, you terrorist you!
Leftists everywhere, like to kiss your derriere
So, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

You stole a lot of dough, you terrorist you!
You stole a lot of dough, you terrorist you!
The folks at the E.U. want to have a word with you,
So it’s too bad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Now we can have some peace, you terrorist you!
Now we can have some peace, you terrorist you!
If we can’t get a peace, your successors we will grease,
So be glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Wish they’d hung you on a tree, you terrorist you!
Wish they’d hung you on a tree, you terrorist you!
Wish they’d hung you on a tree, then shipped your body C.O.D.
Still, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Feel free to add additional verses in the comments.