It's tough. The M*A*S*H example is the easiest one to cope with, because I wouldn't throw it out, in the sense of "prevent my kid or anyone else's from watching it". I just hate it because of that moment. I also hate Sleepless in Seattle because of what it says about love, but I wouldn't throw that one out, either. When I was 13 and wanted to read Mein Kampf, my mother said "I wish you'd put it of until you're older, and I trusted her and didn't read it (ever, as it turned out).
Heinlein is actually a better example, as are romance novels, because while I know no post-college men who think what happened to Hot Lips would be acceptable in real life, I know plenty of adult men who haven't recovered from Heinlein, as you have, and plenty of adult women who haven't recovered from romance novels, as I have.
But what can you do? Your kids will read unacceptable texts, watch unacceptable films. You can't stop them. You can say to them "don't read this book all your friends love, because it demeans women". But I think you'll find it more successful to say "read this fabulous book about a girl named Alanna. Read Uglies. Read Flora Segunda."
That's not to say I wouldn't sit down and have a conversation with my hypothetical son if I saw him reading Heinlein at 10 -- or worse, Ayn Rand.
Now, if I saw my hypothetical son reading the Stormfront website... well, mercifully there aren't any children's fictions I find that repugnant.
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Heinlein is actually a better example, as are romance novels, because while I know no post-college men who think what happened to Hot Lips would be acceptable in real life, I know plenty of adult men who haven't recovered from Heinlein, as you have, and plenty of adult women who haven't recovered from romance novels, as I have.
But what can you do? Your kids will read unacceptable texts, watch unacceptable films. You can't stop them. You can say to them "don't read this book all your friends love, because it demeans women". But I think you'll find it more successful to say "read this fabulous book about a girl named Alanna. Read Uglies. Read Flora Segunda."
That's not to say I wouldn't sit down and have a conversation with my hypothetical son if I saw him reading Heinlein at 10 -- or worse, Ayn Rand.
Now, if I saw my hypothetical son reading the Stormfront website... well, mercifully there aren't any children's fictions I find that repugnant.