Clearly, the Carol Channing ventriloquist doll – which my wife accidentally stumbled upon while doing some online Christmas shopping – exists on a whole other level of fright entirely.
I’d love to have been in on the sales meetings which led to this particular item being green-lighted as a J.C. Penney’s exclusive. I like to think it took place in a board room filled with cigar smoke, and that someone referred to Ms. Channing as “an alright dame,” but for as much thought as I’ve put into this, I still can’t work out the logistics of how it got to the point where someone said, “So it’s decided, then: the world needs a ventriloquist’s doll that looks like Carol Channing, and J.C. Penney needs, nay, deserves the exclusive sales rights!” At first, I thought maybe it had something to do with the licensing issues which forced them to scrap the Liza Minnelli model, but then I got stuck wondering when the words “Carol Channing” and “ventriloquism” became synonymous.
Ah, it’s probably best that neither of us dwell on it, so let’s just sit back, watch this video of the doll in action, and then drop back by tomorrow to leave a comment about what kind of nightmares resulted.
