It’s true. On one hand I grew up in a tough time in America. As I like to say, my friends and I saw sit ins, love ins, and Laugh In. We saw JFK, MLK, and Bobby…..There’s no way around it, those were hard years in this country.
But….as the old song says…on the other hand….I grew up with Andy Griffith, Dick Van Dyke, That Girl, the Beverly Hillbillies, and, of course, the Beaver.
I learned the beginnings of my knowledge of history from Gunsmoke, Bonanza, and a place called the Big Valley. There was even a serial called Billy the Kid, and as young as I was, I must admit that all that time ago I questioned whether Pat Garrett actually killed the Kid. Today, Hico, Texas questions the same thing.
Of course, I know that you know where I am going with this, and I’ve asked myself a thousand times if I’ve gradually turned into my grandmother, but I honestly don’t think so. What I do think is that we have moved completely to the other side of common decency, and morality, most failing to teach their children about both.
Don’t get me wrong. There’s nothing “bad” in the television shows my grandchildren are allowed to watch, not at all. The problem is that there is also nothing “good” in them, nothing to learn, nothing to ponder, just a big plain NOTHING.
In every single show I listed above, good conquered all types of evil, every time. The Beaver certainly made his share of mistakes, but it only took thirty minutes for him to repent and be a better person because of it.
Matt Dillon chased the bad guys out of Dodge, and as old as they were, the Cartwright boys still respected their father. Remember?
I won’t ramble on, but I will leave you with one thought. Every single thing that is wrong with television today is your fault and my fault, every bit of it because we have sat right here and allowed it into our homes.
You and I both know that no television station can exist without the advertising dollars that keep it in business, and we sat right here and allowed things that we actually do not like at all into our homes instead of simply turning the thing off, writing a letter explaining what we were doing, and then forgetting about television until the changes we wanted were made.
Of course, if I wanted to continue on I could also move us right into the political arena, couldn’t I? We sat by while that happened too, didn’t we?