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King Zor, Glass's most expensive toy this year, is a terrifying-looking, three-foot plastic dinosaur. Six plastic "prehistoric rocks" are loaded into Zor's back. The child then fires a dart gun at a red target on the beast's tail; a bull's-eye causes Zor to lunge toward the nursery-school St. George and launch one of his projectiles with a primordial roar. King Zor is already stirring up controversy among disapproving parents, who claim the toy teaches children combat. Glass disagrees, calls it a game of mechanized tag: "It is better...
...also way back when there wasn't any television or Marvin Glass. Glass, 48, is the nation's foremost toy designer and consultant, the Frankenstein...
Glass believes himself to have a mystic affinity with the infant psyche, and calls his toys "a substitute for a son." He explains, as an example, that he got the idea for Mr. Machine while having a telephone conversation with his former wife. "Just before she slammed down the receiver, she said to me. 'You are nothing but a machine.' And I decided that a toy named Mr. Machine would be an adequate psychological symbol of our times." Glass, who is already planning his 1964 line, manufactures no toys himself, instead leases his ideas to toymakers (Mattel, Ideal...
...door opens slowly. Joan Crawford, her eyes bulging as only Joan can bulge them, huddles in her wheelchair helplessly and stares in horror at-good grief, what is it? Its body looks like an outsize Christmas stocking stuffed with oranges, flashlights and toy trucks. Its hair suggests bleached Brillo. Its eyes might be bloodshot golfballs. Its mouth, enlarged by lipstick, looks like a greasy old bow tie that somehow rode up over its chin...
Grown men of solid accomplishment have been known to quiver with boyish delight over toy electric trains, newly netted butterflies, or the music of Wagner. But if their secret passions have left them with the remains of reason, they keep their infatuation from public eyes; the world never understands. The dark secret of Richard Dougherty is that he likes cops. A stretch as pressagent for the New York City police department did nothing, oddly enough, to tarnish his fondness...