The Free Market, Whether I Like It or Not

Note: The following post is an opinion expressed solely by the author and is not necessarily supported by anybody else on the planet.

First, let me start by saying I love the free market – whether it be the marketplace of ideas, opinions or goods and services.  The marketplace of ideas and beliefs is especially prominent during the holiday season.  As December approaches, not a day goes by that the media does not report a spat over the display of holiday symbols, whether at an airport, a school, or the public square.  Should we allow religious displays, secular displays, both or none at all?  That is not a question I will even attempt to answer here.

But something else in the market is often overlooked and rarely debated this time of year:  inflatable yard ornaments.  Years ago, just a few light-up inflatable snowmen and Santas subtlely dotted the suburban landscape.  Now entire yards are dwarfed by these plastic behemoths, including Thanksgiving turkeys, pilgrims, snowmen and snowwomen (complete with snowkids), Santas, reindeer, and inflatable globes with entire winter wonderland scenes.  Many lawns boast at least one of each.

Call me Scrooge, but I  find it particularly troubling that households across America have traded hand-crafted wooden cutouts, luminaries, and traditional traveling multi-colored lights in exchange for inflatable snowmen, Santas and Grinches.  Many of them are larger than life, bearing a resemblance to the towering Sta-Puff marshmallow man in the movie, “Ghostbusters.”  In fact, some of the smallest yards contain at least two or three of these figures, all aglow…smiling…waving…and just waiting to smother an unsuspecting delivery person that comes to the door.  On a pleasant evening, the imposing creatures are tolerable.  But since most Texas days are not complete without 20 mile-an-hour wind gusts, the inflatables are often convulsing violently, sometimes ending up flat on the ground, only to be revived the next day.  Just the other evening, I drove by an inflatable nutcracker, bent forward, staring at the ground, looking as if he was about to vomit a little Christmas cheer from the night before.

What is particularly remarkable is the tolerance of homeowners” associations for this phenomenon.  If I attempted to put a clothesline in my fenced backyard, of which only I could see, I would probably need a permit or risk being tarred and feathered by my neighbors.  Yet neighborhoods welcome gargantuan yard creatures that wave, hurl, fall, deflate and implode on themselves six weeks out of the year.

There has to be an economics lesson in here somewhere.

Ah yes, the free market means taking the bad with the good.  Can we just tone it down a bit this season?





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  1. Brian Williams. says:

    The Free Market has not been kind to Christmas.

  2. Robert says:

    , looking as if he was about to vomit a little Christmas cheer from the night before.


  3. Lewis says:

    If there is a rash of popped lawn inflatables I think think we’ve got our first suspect.

  4. Kyle says:

    This actually made me giggle. Homeowners Associations are the devil.

  5. Joe Barnett says:

    Would you be any happier if these Christmas lawn ornaments were made of styrofoam or rigid plastic?

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