Easter Dinosaur? Huh?
I was going through the seasonal aisle at a local store recently, idly observing the Easter candy display: jellybeans, Cadbury eggs, Peeps, chocolate bunnies, chocolate T-Rex -- WHAT? A chocolate dinosaur? Wait a minute. When did dinosaurs become an Easter icon?
Curious, I moved on to the Easter themed stuffed animals and toys. More dinosaurs, along with the bunnies, chicks, lambs and puppies. One of my beefs for Easter decor and Easter basket gifts is the absence of kittens. How did they get missed? You can’t find felines amongst the Easter critter lineup. But dinosaurs make the cut? An overgrown reptile and the most vicious, voracious one on that branch of the animal kingdom has center billing?
I even saw an outdoor inflatable of a T-Rex with a white bunny astride its neck and decorated Easter eggs piled up around its feet. Is the Easter Bunny trying to ride the beast or evade its tiny, too short arms and scary sharp teeth? Hard to tell. The whole scenario made no sense to me.
Huh. I seriously don’t see the dinosaur connection to the holiday. No matter the species. It has to be a purely commercial promotion that makes sense moneywise for the corporate entities that underwrite and produce consumer retail items.
I’m guessing there will be some new Easter family specials streaming on Netflix and Apple TV embracing this theme. Maybe they are already available and I missed them.
“Here comes Peter Cottontail. Hopping down the bunny trail. While T-Rex chomps its fluffy butt ….”
I’ll have to comfort my abused sensibilities with a caramel Cadbury egg and blackbird jellybeans. Hey, you embrace your weirdness. I’ll embrace mine. Which won’t include a chocolate dinosaur. Wrong. Just wrong.