
Yes yes I know, where have I been? Here..there..you know how it is. Anyway, in the words of Agent Smith, I wanted to share with you a revelation that I've had. It's about Christmas. This year was not very Christmassy for me personally. Not because it wasn't all cold and snowy, or lacked Slade being played to death on VH1 or anything, mind. Nope, all the usual things were all present and correct: family, children, time off work, chocolate, etc. and so forth. This got me thinking about what was missing and I can now reveal after a solid 32 minutes of consideration that it was...Big Trak.
For those of you who haven't the faintest idea what I'm on about, Big Trak was a six wheel programmable tank which looked like a paraplegic battlestar but which was the must have toy circa 1980 or so. Absolutely every boy my age wanted one, and whilst they were distinctly limited program-wise, they were real kudos acquisitions, provided you didn't send it one length too far and over the top of the staircase.
Nowadays, there are no must have toys for boys of this calibre. Sure, you get the presents coming out that everyone are told they want like those go-go hamster things but (a) those are girls toys so they don't count or they are (b) just rehashes of old ideas (like that Thunderbirds rush about 10 years ago). Nothing like Big Trak, or Star Bird, or even a Star Wars AT-AT. There's so much choice now for cameras, laptops, televisions, ipods...there's nothing really..'special' as such. Big Trak was perhaps one of the last of those kinds of toys? I dunno. Even 'Simon', that four colour follow-the-sequence game was lusted over on the 'bring your toys to school' days we used to have. Those and 'Game and Watch'es..Ah happy days. You know what I mean though. These days it's all a bit 'meh' when it comes to gifts. Not much about that's really off the wall yet immediately desirable.
Now I'm not saying Big Trak changed my life, but it made that Christmas a memorable one, as did a few other things of that nature in other years. That sense of really really really really really ***REALLY*** wanting something and seeing that Santa had come good, even if his handwriting on the gift tag was suspiciously familiar.
Now does the wish for that feeling ever go away just because we grow-up? I think not. It just gets applied on a rather more modest scale to things like...dishwashers..and toasters.
So listen up Hasbro and others: get producing something insanely cool, indispensibly 'must have', and in the words of the immortal Glen Campbell (almost) give me back that old Big Trak feeling. Then maybe we'll get Christmas back for grown-ups!