Good Guys – Radical, Second-Wave Feminism – Novelist Kyle Smith Reveals the Truth Behind the Tyranny

Kyle Smith, 48 - Essayist, Novelist and Film Critic for New York Post

Kyle Smith, 48 – Essayist, Novelist and Film Critic for New York Post

Kyle Smith wrote the following article for the New York Post this week. As most of you know, I am constantly referencing the long-term damage done, to both men and women, by the underhanded, destructive, subversive, and in many cases, subtle brainwashing inflicted on 74 million young, college-age, baby boomers, by the non-Christian, radical feminists, during the late 1960s and early 1970s.

With 20/20 hindsight, Smith informs the reader about one of the more flagrant examples of radical, second-wave feminism’s twisted efforts to “advance” women, while actually, going after the men. And, just as today, the Catholics, like Marlo Thomas, were unwittingly used as pawns.

The “advancement” of women by feminists would prove to be nothing more than a smoke screen to implement the atheist’s true goals – the destruction of influential Christian men, and their traditional family values, by gleefully using their own daughters and sons ss bait.

On the surface, the TV show Smith describes appeared at the time to be nothing more than innocent entertainment about “personal freedom”, when in reality, it would prove to be much more maniacal and subversive.

When this landmark TV special aired in 1974, these twisted anarchists were just beginning to test the waters. And having found success removing prayer from public schools in 1964, and coming off their successful efforts to legalize abortion that same year, they found the waters to be warm, welcoming and awash with accolades voiced by millions of naive, college bound, baby boomers.

Millions of young Christian students, primarily female, who had found their “voice” through radical feminist ideology, and were ripe for manipulation, by the entertainment industry these young people knew, trusted and loved.

Most of these gullible young collegiates were away from home for the very first time, and so were easily maneuvered away from their Christian traditions, and towards the “fun”, defined by “liberation” and “freedom.”

“Liberation” and “freedom” that would ultimately prove to compromise, corrupt, and obliterate their Christian values through their adoption of the ideology of female focused radical feminism versus the male focused tenets of Christianity.  

As a result of these young women’s participation in all the ” fun”, including the drug fests and its corresponding “liberating” sexual activities, millions of baby boomers had no choice but to adopt, as adults, anti-Christian secularism as their lifestyle of choice, in order to justify, and excuse, their debauched behavior which began in college.

And so, in one generation, the radical, second-wave feminists, and their atheist cohorts, had accomplished the impossible – they destroyed thousands of years of Christian men’s profoundly positive influence on the development of our hugely successful Western Civilization, and at the same time, they destroyed the leadership roles that the Christian fathers of the Greatest Generation held in sacred trust for their sons.

So, as a consolation prize, these anti-Christian, irrational, short-sighted social engineers managed to destroy the next generation of young male Christian leaders, who were heirs to that very same Christian dynamo, called America, as well.

We are ALL the poorer for their loss of influence in our culture and the outcome of feminism’s maniacal interference has been a disaster for our once illustrious culture.

Mr. Smith’s article follows.

How ‘Free to Be … You and Me’ emasculated men

Nineteen seventy-four was a grim year in the history of the Republic. An embargo had quadrupled the price of oil and touched off an energy crisis so severe that the state of Oregon banned Christmas lights as wasting energy. The president of the United States seemed to have taken part in a criminal conspiracy that would soon lead to his resignation.

And on television, things were really dire: that year saw the debut of “Free to Be . . . You and Me.”

“Free to Be . . . You and Me” was a piece of Ms. Foundation-produced feminist propaganda disguised as entertainment for children that first appeared on ABC 40 years ago this week, on March 11, 1974. It drew big ratings, leading to platinum status for an associated album, a bestselling book and many repeat airings of the show.

Billionaire “Lean In” author Sheryl Sandberg praised “Free to Be” and says she plays the album for her children. Its star and developer, Marlo Thomas (of the sitcom “That Girl”), accurately said last year in a blog post that the show “became a coined phrase — a cultural touchstone — that spoke of the times in which we lived.”

And what times they were! Times of hokey “message” entertainment, singing jocks, humorless cartoons and revolting sweaters.

The show, which is of course unwatchable today except perhaps in states with generous attitudes toward self-medication such as Colorado and Washington, was an hour-long special that meant to tell little girls they could be anything they wanted, and little boys they could be anything they wanted too, provided that what they wanted was to be girls.

The program’s most searing and indelible moment was the horrifying sight of Rosey Grier, a huge man once known as one of the most ferocious players in the NFL, strumming a guitar, smiling like a brain donor and singing “It’s All Right to Cry.”

The song serves as the moral of a cartoon about a boy named Dudley Pippen who stands wrongly accused of knocking over a paint table in school and runs into his creepy bow-tied principal, who suddenly appears to the boy after school and walks him home while playing a flute as the colorless landscape around them bursts into a variety of exciting hues. The message, I guess, is that the man and boy embark on a magical voyage of discovery in the woods together. Just the two of them.

When Dudley cries, then feels bad because he thinks crying is for sissies, the principal corrects him, “A sissy is somebody who doesn’t cry because he’s afraid somebody will call him a sissy if he does cry!” Uh, yeah. Kinda like how Vladimir Putin’s invasion of Crimea was (in the words of John Kerry) “acting out of weakness.”

The climactic close to “It’s All Right to Cry” is a montage of real people (the vast majority male) shedding tears. Lads, open the waterworks! To women of today who are wondering why men must act like little boys, this is as good a moment as any to pinpoint as the start of the epidemic.

Another segment in the show is about how wonderful it is if a boy should play with dolls (because it prepares him to be a diaper-changing daddy). Another shows a resourceful, smart girl building a toy that gets destroyed by a heedless and stupid boy. Another is about the sun vs. the moon: “I think I’d rather be the sun that always shines so bold and bright than be the moon that only glows with someone else’s light.” Take that, stay-at-home mom! You’re just a passive, blank moon who’s neglecting her feminist duty to get back to work and try to outshine the other suns. The civil war between homemakers and careerists continues to this day.

The most quintessentially, insufferably Ms.-y moment, though, is the reinterpretation of a Greek myth that you’d swear was written as satire for “Politically Correct Bedtime Stories.”

Atalanta, the hero, is an athletic young woman who rejects her father’s notion that he should choose a husband for her. She says she may never get married at all but allows that if she loses a footrace to a man, she’ll marry him. A pleasant, harmless, socially conscious and vaguely neuter young fellow named John trains as hard as she does, and the two of them cross the finish line at the exact same moment. Get it? Perfect equality.

Atalanta is too busy with her plans to see the world to marry him, but the two agree to spend a co-respectful, non-gendered afternoon together. “Atalanta told John about her telescopes and her pigeons. And John told Atalanta about his globes and his geography studies. And at the end of the day they were friends.” Closing shot: On top of a hill, as the sun sets, the two share a nice strong . . . handshake.

No wonder that the girls of the “Free to Be” generation would grow up to buy millions of copies of “Fifty Shades of Grey.” Forty years of gender re-education later, the only place they could find masculine men anymore was fiction.

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