Now I know that most, if not all, of us on this site love Disneyland. However, there are some things that are very difficult to reconcile with the image of happiness and magic that we associate with Disneyland. The greatest among these flaws in the happiest place on earth is moneylust. It seems that moneylust drives everything we hate about Disneyland. Overcrowding, ever-rising ticket prices, ridiculous food prices, less-than-satisfactory parades that appeal to the unimaginative masses (you know which one I'm talking about)- all can be linked to the moneylust that has developed (or that perhaps has always existed) within the Disney company.
On that note, I recently found myself wondering how many deaths have occured at Disneyland. (It doesn't sound related, but this really is the subject I was trying to get to. However, I sort of lost myself in thought while writing the first part of this. The deaths are related to the moneylust, though, especially in how they try to keep them on the downlow) So I googled "disneyland deaths" (well, I actually Binged, but tomato tomato, lol). The first article I came across was this one
While reading it, I really couldn't tell if the author was being sarcastic or extremely biased. Admittedly, Disney was at fault for several of these deaths, and I know there are more that aren't in this article, but the author defends victims saying that they " innocently attempted to change cars" on the people mover or that they "'borrowed' an inflatable rubber maintenance boat for an impromptu nighttime cruise on the river". Of course, when talking about accidents that end with tragic deaths, it is not politically correct nor fair to say, "They deserved it, it was their fault," but you can also not blame Disney for guest negligence.
So how do we keep our love for Disneyland, despite these horrific incidents? How do we continue to contribute to the moneylusting suits? How do we reconcile our idealistic view of this perfect place with reality?
Or maybe I should just speak for myself. Disneyland, for me, is a place to escape reality. But when reality seeps in, what is one to do?