Showing posts with label Hallmark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hallmark. Show all posts

Monday, March 9, 2009

Who can I talk to about the rainbow?

I refuse to continue to be on the downlow about my love of rainbows... I hope this does not get me in any trouble, but here is something I have wanted to say for a long time:

Hey gay people, can we please have the rainbow back?

Don’t get me wrong, I love all people, but really, who gave the gays the right to take away something as simple and pure as the rainbow? Children love rainbows (especially girls), children need rainbows. I need rainbows.

Remember the simpler days, when a rainbow was the thing that magically appeared at the end of a beautiful, warm summer rain; the Sun is shining and a spectrum of light appears in the sky AND it has a pot of gold at the end of it. WOW. Every kid wants to chase the rainbow – right?

Remember the days of Rainbow Brite. How cool was she? Rainbow Brite was an animated television series introduced by Hallmark Cards in 1984. The story goes: there was a little orphan girl named Wisp, who is taken by an unknown force to the Colorless World (oh horrors). She must find the Sphere of Light, but upon doing so, she befriends a sprite, Twink, and a majestic white horse known as Starlite. She rescues the seven Color Kids (one for each color of the rainbow) and finds the Color Belt, which is the tool she needs to bring color to the land.

After using the Color Belt to defeat the King of Shadows (also known as the Evil Force and the Dark One), an evil hooded being with twitchy fingers, the unknown force renames Wisp as Rainbow Brite. She and the Color Kids (and their helpers, the Sprites) live in Rainbow Land and are in charge of all the colors on Earth. (from Wiki)

Now, say for example: a child your child knows is having a birthday party. The little girl loooves rainbows, as a matter of fact, they have a rainbow flag flying at their house. The child sends out Rainbow Brite invitations that her Mom made especially for her. The little girl and her Mom deliver the invites and they are wearing the cutest, little, matching Rainbow Brite t-shirs (that also match the invitations):
… would you let your kid go to the party? The invitation said they were going to have a real pony! Not that simple is it? Why are you hesitating on picking up the phone and RSVPing? Oh, that’s right, you have to think about the rainbow thing. Because now the rainbow means something else; now the rainbow implies a particular sexual orientation? NOW you are left to wonder at what age you need to have “the talk” about the damn rainbow.