Sunday, March 30, 2014


Spying in the Land of Girlchild:  obsession Ariel now obsession Elsa.

"Let it go ... Let it go ... "

It's remarkable to me that Disneyborg can create something that so enthralls children, mostly girl children. 

Watching the films on DVD, and then watching the credits roll, it's apparent that the films, whether Under the Sea, Tangled, Frozen, are the product of giant collectives, and yet in reverse of the common perception that a camel is a horse designed by a committee, these films seem to be as addictive as sugar to children.

That's not true in every case. Tangled, and The Princess and the Frog rank far down the (local) list in terms of addictiveness. In order, it is presently Elsa, Ariel, and third a tie-in-references between Belle and Cinderella.

My wife indulges, in DVDs, clothes, toys, and other associated materiel. I watch, occasionally expressing the opinion that "Why be a princess when you can be a queen?" I even call her Queen Elsa or Queen Ariel when coerced into playing the constant game. That only inspires anger, "She's not a queen!"

I once stumbled about without any clear eye about women's issues, but there seems to be something very basic in what drives little girls and little boys toward play, even in this era when the idea of a woman's place should be wherever she decides it to be. 

Where I remain confused, however, is how the Disneyborg is able to turn schlock art into a compulsion.

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