The smoking monkey

Summertime in the 70’s offered a kid several advantages over kids growing up today. You could ride your bike anywhere you wanted to, stay out all day, and blow stuff up with fireworks.  Oh yeah, they were legal.  Someone’s older brother always had access to cherry bombs, roman candles and bottle rockets, and we would all join in on the fun.  It was worth the blistered thumbs and occasional grassfire. No guts, no glory.

After our moms got wise and banned us from the real fireworks, we were forced into buying lesser incendiary devices that just smoked and sparkled.  Still fun, but no big bang.  They came in a long clear plastic bag: smoke bombs that shot out red and blue smoke; pellets that grew into long winding ashen snake forms when they burned; whistling spinners that whirled around your feet and of course… those sharp little instruments of death… the hand-held sparklers.

At the bottom of each bag was the oddest little dimestore novelty item I had ever seen, the Smoking Monkey.  It came in its own little bag – a cheap plastic monkey in a seated meditation position, and 6 tiny white cigarettes.  We didn’t exactly know what to do with it.  Should we just light him on fire and watch him melt?

My brother read the tiny type on the back of the bag. “Put a cigarette into the monkey’s mouth, light it and blow out the flame, and the monkey will smoke blowing rings like a man. Made-in-Japan.”   Whatever possessed some Japanese dude to create this?  Smoking was still socially acceptable for humans in the 70’s, but probably not for other mammals.

We all gathered around to watch Jeff light the first cigarette.  Yes indeed… tiny little rings of smoke came puffing out of the cigarette while the monkey just sat there on the rock.  There were 5 seconds of silence as we all stared at it, then I just had to bust up laughing… laughing at the absurdity of it all.  Yesterday we were exploding Barbie corvettes with cherry bombs, and today we were reduced to this tiny piece of plastic and paper being passed off as “fireworks.”  Yet here I am today, still telling the story. 

My point is this… it doesn’t take a big explosion to be memorable.  There’s something to be said for absurdity and simplicity. I never forgot the smoking monkey because it was so different from all the other “attractions” that day. 

Maybe you’ve got an idea that’s really different from what you usually see around you.  Don’t rule it out just yet.  As the simple smoking monkey proved on that hot Indiana summer day… there’s an audience for just about anything.

Advertisements
Explore posts in the same categories: Humor, Marketing

8 Comments on “The smoking monkey”

  1. Roland Says:

    How fun is that! Fireworks… I remember when it was okay to light them off in the street in front of our house. In more recent years, the fire engine comes down the street and a guy with a policeman-like badge would write a few citations.

    In Costa Mesa they still allow fireworks in public places, like the community park. Fancy that! Otherwise, Southern California is destined to watch competitive displays of massive mortar marvels streaming into the air from every city, lighting up the night sky, and leaving the smell of a war zone across the counties.. Sometimes we get to watch several celebrations from one location.

    All of this does bring back a stream of memories bringing back the years in some odd sequence…

    …and when I was a kid I liked the snakes a lot!

    Thanks for sending me back in your time machine, David.

    Happy Fourth Of July!

    Roland.

  2. Raj Says:

    I like this.

    Regards.
    Raj

  3. Shobana Says:

    I really miss India for the Fireworks every Diwali. You have the freedom to blast as many crackers and small tiny bombs, bottle rockets etc.

    -Shobana


  4. Well David, That reminds me of blowin up M-80s in the parking lot of Skate Away on the levy.. Or was it at the apartments? LOL.. WOW! That was a long time ago.

  5. ann ginda Says:

    Hi! I remember the smoking monkies! I recently discovered your blog after friending Colette De Fur on Facebook. I graduated from Western in 1978 and remember you from a few classes. I am a public interest attorney in Lafayette,In. Enjoyed reading some of your entries. Best wishes for the new year!

  6. Dave Says:

    I have a smoking monkey and lit a smoke for him to celebrate my girlfriends devorce ! She was amazed !

  7. M Campbell Says:

    I was just telling co-workers about the smoking monkeys. No one knew what I was talking about, so I was glad to find this! Brings back fun memories of being a kid a long time ago! Thanks!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: