Material Cooperation with Barbie

Last week my dear friend Amy asked some very unsettling questions about the Barbie Girls website.  To be clear, most of my seven year-old daughter's waking hours during the summer are spent reading aloud from William Bennett's Book of Virtues, writing heartfelt letters imploring American automakers to raise their fuel efficiency standards, and sewing her own school clothes out of recycled hemp.  But let's hypothesize, just as a thought experiment, that there may have been a time or two when her father might have facilitated her entry into the virtual world of Barbie, with all the sexism dressed up as consumerism that resides there.  Has her father formally cooperated with evil?  I think not.  And I will venture to say that her father's material cooperation with evil was justified by a proportionate reason: his ongoing efforts to delay the day when she falls under the sway of the hegemonic empire that, if it had existed in 1965, would surely have been mentioned by name in paragraph 27 of Gaudium et spes.  I am speaking, of course, of the dreaded Bratz.