He Said:
When I was 8 years old, I used to enjoy breaking the heads off my sisters Barbies just to annoy her. When I was 12 years old, I used to enjoy stripping my sisters Barbies just to enjoy the physical nature of a woman, be it one of someone 6 inches big.
With the introduction of Burkah Barbie, I fear for all the 8 and 12 year old boys out there who as part of growing up, will fear going to hell for doing what they do best...
She Said:
I suppose I can understand it. The little girl in Kabul plays with her dolls and wonders why she is dressed differently. And in comes Burkha Barbie and suddenly she can relate to her new friend. And if there is a Barbie to cater for every type of girl - from bride to president - then why should she be limited to the west? But still. Burkha Barbie makes me uncomfortable. She is the antithesis of make-believe. I remember playing with my toys, the whole point was to escape to a place with no boundaries. Of course I knew that just because Supergirl could fly, it didn't mean I could. Of course I knew that although Barbie had flawless skin and legs up to her neck, she was still just a piece of plastic. If children start out in life believing that even their imagination has to reflect reality, then there isn't much hope they will dare to dream the impossible. What next? Divorced Barbie, single mum Barbie, fat Barbie? Where do you draw the line? Although credit crunch Barbie I would invest in. She comes with a piggy bank and only pays in cash...
1 comment:
When I played with dolls I just rearranged their belongings, designed their house and clothes- there's probably dolls in my mom's attic that still have flawless hair.
when I played with dolls with FRIENDS we made them hump things (Ken, other Barbies, GI Joes, Transformers...) and I'm not sure how this would work with Burkha Barbie. Scary thought.
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