Alien rights

I'm for peace, love, justice and mercy.

But there's no denying the adrenaline hit of smacking small plastic aliens with a squeaky hammer.

Is that a boy thing? Does testosterone have a lot to answer for? Is there a useful channel for this sort of urge? Competitive sport? Destructive gardening? Rescuing damsels in distress? Changing the world into the place it was made to be?

And does anyone campaign for small plastic alien rights?