BoingBoing featured some toy links yesterday, including, on the Deadly Toys page, the Fisher Price "little people" plastic dolls.
When my kids were little we could get these figures in tractors, boats, farms, garbage trucks, airplanes and airports, but usually the trucks, tractors and boats were forgotten and only the people were prized. (Except Melina and her little brother did like the control tower and liked to play plane-crash.)
These little people can also kill you by rolling when you walk on them, causing you to fall and have a fatal concussion.
Fisher Price people were Melina's favorites when she was tiny. I remember one rainy afternoon on vacation she set up scores of them on every available shelf and surface out on the porch and played not-particularly-benevolent dictator.
Nowadays you can't buy them, because little kids can choke on them. There are stupid fat ones now (see right), but it's not the same. Oh well, I suppose Sim City is an adequate substitute.
The "dangerous toys" site reminded me of two other dangerous toys I loved.
One from my own childhood is the game "Booby-Trap." Small eatable poisonous choke-inducing wooden pucks are packed into a frame and a spring-loaded bar rams them into a tight space.
One by one players try to decide which pucks are not bearing weight and one by one pucks are removed. Sometimes nothing happens - sometimes there is a small shift - and eventually guaranteed! there will be a massive snap and the game is over and pucks can go flying.
Let me count all the ways this is not OK any more. Therefore only the vintage models are available; I bought four of them on eBay. Their springs need replacing though, the snap is not as satisfying as it used to be.
Another very very dangerous toy, from the early 1980s, was our Hello Kitty amusement park ride. I don't know the real name, it was from Japan. A battery drove an escalator up which the little kitties which will choke you to death if you're not careful traveled, in buckets, bumping and shaking, with a constant grinding noise. It reminded me of ski lifts in the Caucasus Mountains, only not so high.
When the kitties in their buckets reached the top, gravity shot them careening down the track in a big spiral with entertaining interruptions along the way. Then it was back to the escalator and around again and again. And again and again. And again. With a constant grinding noise.
The game was enduring and omnipresent until I was eight months pregnant with my second kid when, due to impaired vertical peripheral vision (that is to say inability to see around my stomach to the floor), I fell over it with a huge crash and smashed it completely into tiny plastic shards.
Nowadays you can't find this Hello Kitty amusement park ride, it's far too dangerous. Instead, you can get Hello Kitty cellphones, pocketbooks, and personal vibrators.
Another game on the BoingBoing site I never saw but I'm sure my brothers would have loved: Fireball Island.
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