My great fear, as 2018 dawns…

…is that some retailer, somewhere, will be stuck with huge stocks of fidget spinners as the fad suddenly ends. My only hope is that it’s a retailer I dislike intensely.

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They even sell them at the store in the little town nearest where I live, which must surely mean every other square foot of this great land of ours is covered, saturated, virtually paved with the absurd little things. And the history of fads in the past 60 years proves one thing conclusively: If I’ve noticed them, the fad must surely have ended quite some time ago. Unfortunately I don’t particularly dislike the management of that little store, doing the best they can with what little they have. If only they’d put the fidget spinner money toward a new meat reefer instead, I’d really be rather fond of them.

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11 Responses to My great fear, as 2018 dawns…

  1. Ben says:

    “If I’ve noticed them, the fad must surely have ended quite some time ago.” You and me both!

    I believe I first noticed them in April of this year, when my grandson asked his mother for one in my presence. She said “no”.

  2. Mike says:

    Back in October, while visiting friends and family in Germany, I was curious as to how they were dealing with the fidget spinners since I hadn’t seen any. I was told they are not tolerated in schools and the government had stopped imports of them.

    https://qz.com/1008231/fidget-spinners-confiscated-in-germany-will-be-destroyed-by-customs-officials/

    They are nowhere near as prevalent as they are over here.

  3. MamaLiberty says:

    I’ve heard of them, but have no idea what it is they are supposed to do – if anything. But, whatever it is, I’m sure the governments have excellent reasons for prohibiting them… probably would have been fine if it had been their idea…

  4. Unclezip says:

    I’ve noticed the neighborhood kids with those doohickeys. The fad seemed to sweep in and then quickly fade away after a couple of weeks. From what I’ve observed in at least one kid with ADHD, they seem to have a calming effect.

  5. Norman says:

    I’ve had a fidget spinner for decades. It comes in an attractive carrier, has six .44 caliber holes in it and I can make it spin remotely with one finger…..

  6. Edward says:

    Actually, I have had a box full of those bearings in my workshop since 1982, we used them in several motor driven items where the shafts needed to go through sheet metal chassis. Some bright Chinaman figured out how to dump a few hundred million excess bearings on idiotic western civilization is all. When the fad fades, buy up some and re-purpose them for wind generators or some such. I mean, at least it could have a use, as opposed to pet rocks, furbies, silly putty and the frisby to name a few.

  7. Sendarius says:

    As Edward says, a great way to dispose of a few hundred million excess-to-requirements bearings.

    The kicker (to me at least) is to realise just how far technology has come when it is possible to manufacture those (quite good quality) bearings cheaply enough to justify that use.

  8. Kentucky says:

    Technology . . . and woefully-underpaid labor.

  9. kycolonel says:

    I am one of two people in the Commonwealth of Kentucky who have never seen one of these things except in print or tv. When they first came out I was reminded of the pet rock insanity some years ago.

  10. Phil says:

    Look on the bright side, there will now be a veritable glut of small metric bearings laying about for those of us who like to tinker to use.

  11. Waependmann says:

    I saw one for the first time last weekend.
    Great-granddaughter, aged ten years, was visiting with her mom.
    The fidget spinner came up missing.
    Couch was uprighted, recliner searched.
    No luck.
    I asked her what the spinner thing was for?
    She replied, “Stress.”
    I said, “You are ten, and you think you have stress?”
    Crickets. I just walked away.
    Overly well fed, designer clothing, has her own smart phone, her own room.
    They have no clue.

To the stake with the heretic!