Right now, I want to go on record as saying that TV is destroying American and Canadian family. No, it's not the westerns and the private eye shows that I take exception to, it's the family shows. Its guys like Mr. Anderson in Father Knows Best and that syrup-sweet mother in the Donna Reed show. These people are giving our kids the wrong impression of what to expect from their folks. Did you ever hear Mr. Anderson scream at the kids on a wet Sunday afternoon when they are all cooped together? Does Donna Reed EVER lose her temper and haul off and belt one of the kids? As a matter of fact, do the kids ever give them reason to? Even the commercials are destroying us. You see father in his big easy chair smoking his pipe and reading the paper with big grin on his face, and mother, she's knitting a sock and beaming at the kiddies with a great big grin on her face, and the four little ones are playing tiddlywinks on the rug, all getting along like a batch of angels, and they all have grins on their faces. And it's one great big rosy world because they all can’t brush their teeth after eating, but are protected by CL 70. Never a belt in the ear, never a fight in the Corridor, never a raised voice, never to bed without supper, and if a little dirt should be brought into the house by the kiddies, all the idiots run around singing "Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean, he cleans in just a minute, Mr. Clean cleaned your whole house and everything that's in it." And, of course, they all have the idiot grin on their faces. Just try talking like this; it's impossible. Can you imagine Junior sticking his head in the door and saying with the idiot grin,"Mommy, I just threw sis in the automatic washer", and you say, "I hope you used CHEER, dear. So she'll come out whiter than white.” And the kid says “I didn't, mommy, I used ZEST. For the first time in her life she'll be really clean." Yes, sir, TV is destroying the home. How many sets have I got? Two, of course, why be half safe?
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