Ok, I want to begin this post with a disclaimer. I am not trying to offend the fans of My Little Pony or the men who call themselves Bronies. We all have our chosen fandoms, and I judge no one for their choices.

I mean, I’ve been known to visit the Twilight fandom on occasion so I have no place to fault anyone. This post is really about trying to understand what draws people, grown men specifically to My Little Pony.

I was once a little girl.

True story. It was a very long time ago but true nonetheless. I wasn’t a girly girl though. I preferred being outdoors running around like a crazy person and had absolutely no interest in dolls unless I was dismembering them or trying to blow them up with fire crackers. Ever tried it? It’s awesome. Also, Barbie can have some pretty edgy hairstyles if you take a lighter to her head. Ah, good times. But I digress…

My Little Pony was probably my least favorite of all the “dolls” geared toward little girls. I just didn’t see the point. I mean, what were you supposed to do with them other than set their tails on fire? Ugh, and the colors. So much pastel! I used to pretend that pastel colors were poisonous, and if I ever got too close to them I would be infected. Easter was a scary time for me. I don’t want to talk about it.

These aren’t the boys I remember.

Growing up I thought I knew what boys were all about. I mean I used to think I was one. Boys in my day wouldn’t be caught dead playing with dolls. They had action figures like GI Joe and Transformers. If you would have told me that these boys would one day grow up to be mega fans of My Little Pony, I would have laughed in your face and then maybe wrestled you for a while. I don’t know, it was my thing.

Again, I’m not saying there is anything wrong with liking My Little Pony. I’m just having a hard time wrapping my head around it. I couldn’t buy into the ponies as a little girl so trying to understand why grown men would be so fanatic over them is like me trying to understand Quantum Physics or why Kristen Stewart is an award-winning actress. Does not compute!

I do understand that not all men are super macho, football-watching, beer-drinking, neanderthals. In fact that is one of the many traits I love about my husband. But to just hear a man say the names of the Ponies kind of throws you off for a bit. Their names are absolutely ridiculous. I don’t know their real names but I imagine they are something like Starlight Skittletits or Sparkles Sugarbum. You can’t say it seriously as an adult without people wondering if you have a condition.

So help me understand.

I know most people would think that these men have had their man-card revoked but I don’t believe that is the case. I’m sure they are completely normal people able to function just fine in modern society. They have simply found something they connect with and a strong, positive community to be a part of. Isn’t that what we are all looking for? I mean there are worse things you could be doing with your time.

I’m just not understanding what it is about My Little Pony that drew them in. Those toys are some of the most useless things that have ever existed, like Algebra or the cast of Jersey Shore. They don’t move, make sounds, light up, turn into a semi-truck or anything. I mean, what are you supposed to do with them? Why they hold any interest for little girls is beyond the scope of reason. So why in the world would men my age be so excited about them that they become defensive when someone questions this.

I hope that is not the backlash I will receive from this post. It’s not the men I’m questioning, it is their choice in toys. I just want to know why.

Katie Baker

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Katie was born and raised on the beautiful islands of Hawaii. She thinks all dogs are boys, all cats are girls, and all giraffes are French.

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