November 15, 2007

Toys in the attic...

A real solution

So how are supposed to protect our children during the holidays this year from the tsunami of potentially deadly toys that is filling the shelves of our major retail outlets? As we’ve just learned from watching the retailers announce product recalls after the Halloween sales were finished and the holiday completed, the concept of being “forewarned” is not something we as consumers can count on. Once the corporate entity has made its money they don’t really care what happens to us.

Here is another little something to think about. During the holiday season, say Halloween through Christmas, a number of seasonal businesses spring up offering a wide variety of specialized products to the consuming public. These storefront retailers offer goods at a discount price promoting fast impulsive purchases by bargain seeking shoppers. Now, by the time the recall of dangerous products are brought to the attention of the American public these seasonal shops have closed their doors and exited the Malls and shopping centers where they were hawking their wares. Your receipt is worthless and your chance of getting your money returned is slim to none. Plus, you are left with the chore of disposing of the chemically contaminated item in a safe and responsible manner.

There are currently two highly recommended methods for civilian disposal of toxic toys. First, there is the “yard sale”. I have a friend who told me about this technique which he employs because he claims it solves two current societal problems in one fell swoop. My friend checks the internet for lists of toys currently being recalled for posing a chemical danger to children. He then goes door to door in his surrounding neighborhoods and offers to dispose of the items as a service to his community. Everyone is eager to participate and his efforts are generally greeted with heartfelt feelings of gratitude for his diligence in helping to keep our children free of toxic chemicals.

Once the deadly toys have been collected my friend begins making preparations for what he calls the “yard Sale”. First, he drives as far away as possible from the pristine confines of suburbia and looks for an inner city neighborhood populated with as many illegal Hispanic immigrants as he can find. As soon as he has located such a neighborhood he looks for a vacant home with a for sale sign in the front yard. Once he has found such a site he pulls his truck into the driveway and begins to set up shop.

After removing the for sale sign from the front lawn he begins setting up the “yard sale”. The collected items are placed on the lawn with price stickers that make the goods almost irresistible. (He is also very quick to negotiate price and never turns down a buyer’s final offer.) Soon the lawn is filled with a bevy of happy Hispanic shoppers gathering what appears to be a cornucopia of bargains. My friend takes in a very tidy sum of money, his neighbor’s children are safe and secure from the toxic toys and as an insidious bonus, illegal immigrants are physically weakened from the concentration of toxins and are unable to perform the jobs they have taken from good American citizens. My friend claims that his plan may very well save the American economy.

Recommended technique number two for civilian disposal of toxic toys is known as the “Ivory Tower”. By now it has become painfully apparently just exactly who is responsible for the evils being perpetuated upon the average American Joe and exactly where it is they live. (My friend is not quite as supportive of this method of disposal because of the lack of financial gain and the immediate gratification.) Using the same method of collection my friend fills his truck with toxic toys and then waits until the day before trash pickup in the neighborhoods of the rich and elite. Once evening has fallen and the rich profiteers of American commerce are sound asleep beneath their goose down comforters of luxury he drives through their neighborhoods and distributes his toxic cargo amongst the garbage cans set out for pickup.

My friend believes that as the landfills of the rich began to fill with the toxic toys they were so eager to import and sell to unwary consumers, eventually their water sources will become infected as the deadly chemicals begin to leach into the underground wells from which they get the water that flows into their homes. My friend believes that once the children of the elite bourgeois ruling class begin suffering the effects of the poisons they have imported into our country in the name of profit that something will be done as quickly as possible to eradicate the danger in our midst their personal greed has created.

There are other suggested methods of civilian disposal of toxic toys but as I said to my friend, “Jon, don’t the homeless have enough problems already? Besides, most of them are decent American workers who lost their jobs to illegal immigrants. They deserve a break!”

Twenty-five million toys contaminated with lead and in some cases even worse chemicals. This is only the tip of the iceberg and aside from the immediate danger posed by these products there is the very real long term danger of what these poisoned products will do to the environment in the future. I will not be participating in the cycle of evil by purchasing poisoned goods for the holiday and then trying to return them after months in my home when the damage has already been done. This Christmas my son will enjoy the wonder of Christmas carols and animated tales of the Grinch and Frosty the Snowman. We will dine on homemade treats and the gifts he receives will be handmade by my friends and neighbors.

I guess that is the one good thing to come out of the poisoned toy debacle. My son will get to enjoy the same kind of old fashioned Christmas I enjoyed so much as a child. Thank you Wal-Mart and God bless you retailers, each and every one.

November 14, 2007

Shes crashing and burning, getting what she deserves...

Yes it has been awhile since I’ve posted but we’ve been so busy returning all of the recalled lead contaminated Halloween trick or treat baskets and decorations that filled our home with such a festive holiday air. We’re just glad we got to use the items before they were recalled by the caring and socially responsible people at Wal-Marts and Sam’s Club. I also just can’t begin to thank these organizations enough for hiring illegal immigrants to handle the merchandise that would otherwise be poisoning us and our families even more than purchasing them for use by our children already does.

Christmas sales are not living up to the retailer’s expectations so far this season. Corporate spokespeople are talking about how savvy shoppers are being this year and how we’re all waiting for the best sale prices to roll around. I don’t know about all of that, but Felicia and I have decided to do something special for Micah this year for his very first Christmas. We have been out shopping with only a digital camera. Every time we see something we think he’d like to find under the Christmas tree we take a picture of it.

Now, it may be disappointing at first when all Micah finds under the tree on Christmas morning is a stack of paper with digital images of gifts he could have received, but in the long run, when his brain is healthy and his body is sound because we didn’t fill his toy box with poisoned toys, I believe he’ll thank us. (As a bonus, I can hardly wait to see how many of the chosen items we photographed have not been recalled by March or April of next year.)

Does it bother anyone else that the very people who invaded Iraq because Saddam was supposedly in possession of nuclear weapons are now worried about the nuclear weapons they gave to Pakistan falling into the wrong hands? General Musharraf is a valuable ally in the war against terror. Giving Pakistan nuclear weapons created a balance of power between them and India that provided peace of mind for the region. Sending our jobs to India and Pakistan has provided a better life for the indigent people of the region and inspires them to believe in the value of democracy and capitalism over the radical philosophy of Islamic fundamentalism. Yeah, right.

Now our good friend General Musharraf has declared a state of emergency, placed his chief rival under house arrest and suspended his government while he arrests anyone questioning his authority. All he’s interested in now is job security and personal safety. He is, thanks to our wonderful president, in the perfect position to negotiate with terrorists by offering them the very same nuclear weapons we provided him to insure a sense of security against the aggressions of the savage people of India. Thanks, George Bush, for making our world a simpler and safer place in which to raise our poisoned children.

I must give kudos to the intelligent people in the drought ravaged southern states for not falling for the fallacies of global warming and turning to the only sensible solution to their water problems. Prayer will fix everything...

Ain’t it funny how karma works sometimes? One of the chief prophets of bling, booty and bucks, Kanye West, forked out pretty good money for his mother’s plastic surgery. After all, substance comes second to looking good and God knows nobody cares how many brains you’ve got if the tummy is flabby. Sorry about your mom dying, but man she sure looks good. Have you learned anything about What is really important now?

I’m sure glad the young are not falling for politics as usual. No sir, these kids are showing some real savvy by not swallowing the lies of the current crop of phonies and corporate lackeys. They are throwing their support behind a candidate with real vision. Maybe, if they’re lucky, Mr. Kucinich will invite them all out to Shirley McLain’s house to watch for U.F.O.s.

Last but not least, thanks go out to George W. and his appointees for crony economics. If not for the actions of the Fed it would probably be an even worse Christmas than it looks to turning out to be. I guess the old adage I just made up is true; sometimes it is better to postpone disaster than deal with it in the immediate moment.

Well, I’d post more but if I don’t get out and sell my body on the street I won’t be able to afford the gasoline I need to drive upon it in the daylight hours.

And you wonder why I haven’t posted in awhile...

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