The Anarchist Cookbook of the nursery? (updated)
An entertaining illustration of the difference between Brits and Americans is on view with reactions to a book entitled, Forbidden Lego: Build the Models Your Parents Warned You Against. Fox News reports the book promises
"You'll learn to create working models that LEGO would never endorse," the book's page on the publisher's Web site promises. "Try your hand at a toy gun that shoots LEGO plates, a candy catapult, a high voltage LEGO vehicle, a continuous-fire ping-pong ball launcher, and other useless but incredibly fun inventions."
"Lego is set to turn slightly more sinister with the launch of an unofficial book that teaches children how to make weapons out of the iconic plastic bricks," warned London's Evening Standard.The Daily Telegraph dubbed the tome "the Anarchist Cookbook of the nursery"
Americans seem to be handling the book in stride, and it is selling well. If I were nine years old or so, the book would be on my wish list.
Update: Cliff Thier points out that strange language of the Evening Standard:
"Lego is set to turn slightly more sinister..."
More sinister? Meaning Lego already is sinister? Apparently so.
Update: Reader Charles Campbell writes:
This morning, my daughter and I put together two of the Mars Mission sets officially licensed by Lego. One set has a launcher for a small rubber ball that will propel that ball right across my small apartment. The other as two small 'missiles' that can be fired with a simple flick of the finger. In addition to the transformation of the smaller set and the multi-part feature of the larger one, these sets go far beyond what I was able to enjoy as child. Spending time with my daughter, putting these sets together, has been wonderful. I hope to do much the same on future weekends spent together. So, with that, let me just say that Legos aren't just for little boys. Little girls can love them just as much.
I may have to find this book and see what I can build using it, those designs sound like a lot of fun. Bring back those childhood days. Growing up in the country and with boys a lot more rough than I was, we always seemed to find recreations that could have hurt any one of us. Target shooting with everything from air guns to rifles was probably the worst, even with the strong teachings of gun safety all of us were required to go through. Bike racing, driving my dad's old pick-up through our back field, four-wheeling. How about bottle-rocket wars? Or the zip line we installed from the top of the half-falling barn with a pvc pipe handle?
Yet, somehow I've managed to grow up a well-adjusted adult. I never managed to get hurt worse than the occasional bruise or cut. I also find that I have a lot more self-confidence than a lot of my peers, and a lot less fear of failure. Maybe, what our men (and women) in training is a little more boisterous recreations. Might just be good for 'em.
A society that looses the state to criminalize schoolroom horseplay is guilty not only of punishing children as grown-ups but of the infantilization of the entire citizenry.
Update: Reader Marilyn Barnett writes:
This school of child-rearing has been around for nearly a century, as this Saki short story (1919, posthumous) illustrates.