We Really Are Adult Babies

When I was a kid I had a collection of Marvel superhero toys. The kind where if you pulled back the arm they'd throw a super haymaker into a pile of Lincoln Logs. The back story being that they were bit by some radioactive insect or came from another planet.



Today, the kids have Evan Tanner.

For those of don't know his backstory he didn't come from Krypton or have his DNA altered in anyway. He taught himself mixed-martial arts via training videos and eventually went on to win the UFC 185lb championship. Outstanding. He also was an alcoholic rambler who lost his only title defense and died of dehyrdation in the desert.

Is this a great way to teach the kids about life's challenges or is this toy meant for 35 year old babies with a credit card?