OK. So I went to Walmart today and saw a woman with a Spongebob pinata in her cart. Now, although I personally wouldn’t mind seeing Spongebob get the snot knocked out of him, I’ve always had to question the logic behind licensed character pinatas. And they’re always a child’s favorite character, too. To me, it seems a little disturbing to think of a crowd of little girls gleefully encouraging their blindfolded friend to beat the bejeezus out of a beautiful Barbie, the
weapon stick bashing her in the face as she keeps the edges of her mouth curled into a perfect smile. Her proud parents stand by with a pleased smile on their face, imagining how much joy this is bringing the children. And for what? A few pieces of candy! Is that civilized?
Now, to my way of thinking, if you’re going to bash a pinata wouldn’t it make more sense to have one that looks like someone you’d actually enjoy beating? Like maybe an ex-boyfriend, that kid who made fun of you in grade school, a telemarketer – you know, someone you absolutely loathe. Now that would make sense!
But Barbie? That’s just wrong.