Trendsplosion 4: Angry Birds merchandising
I admit to having hurled many an angry bird in my day, thus making a personal contribution to the somehow alarming statistic that more birds have been hurled than there are actual, living birds on our non-virtual planet. We really need to get out more. But my gripe is not with the delightfully ballistic birds themselves; it is with the over-merchandising of this fine-feathered trend that we have truly jumped the pig.
I credit my pal Lara Haehle with alerting me to this phenomenon, but I should have been clued in when my son received not one but two Angry Birds t-shirts for Christmas. Then there was the Angry Birds cookbook, which at least has a nice morbid twinge to it, and now Angry Birds on the Space Needle, which comes right on the heels of the news that Roget's Thesaurus will be renamed "Words with Synonyms."
As someone old enough to remember the song "Pac Man Fever" on Top 40 radio, take it from me: Letting your freak flag fly on your love of a videogame gets real embarrassing, real fast.
