Going to one of those wastefests in lieu of a real vacation is dumb. Imagine being promised going to an amusement park, where you would be camping a week before nearby. Each day, you would have walks around the place. There was an antique shop nearby, and a movie system and swings on the campground. A train tracks is nearby (about 100 meters or so away), so you could see long trains passing by from time to time. They found another playground near the campground, with a slide that made you walk up more than 10 meters (up, not long) and had several corkscrew twists, and then going to the theme park. You get all excited about it--riding the roller coaster and the bumper cars, playing skee ball, and getting to swim in the swimming hole after lunch. And the cookout--an open fire in the fireplace, complete with s'mores and everything that makes these things enjoyable. Then, at the last minute, they decide that they are going to one of those wastefests instead--same amount of time, but you are seated inside for the whole time.
I bet no children would actually want to see this happen, and they would probably be p***ed. Yet, the Filthful and Disgraceful Slavebugger insists on writing up articles that make it look better to go to this wastefest than the above-listed trip (this actually exists--anyone going to Palace Playland in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, might see some or all of the above). Anyone given a choice, and preferring the camping trip with the amusement park to sitting in the a$$embly is pronounced as wicked, vile, and deserving to be destroyed. Even if they secretly would prefer the camp trip, they will be destroyed when Armageddon comes.
I don't think very many children are going to fidget while on the roller coaster, or "Could this ride finish?". I know that, when I went to Palace Playland, I did not want the trip to end--I would have liked nothing more than to have the equivalent of the never-ending prayer (like a never-ending ride) to stretch the event. Yet, when I was at the Grand Boasting Session (only three days, at that), I could not wait to get the f*** out of that dump.