As all you Aardvarkites know, I am a fan of the works of Gerry and Sylvia Anderson, Supermarionation shows like Supercar and Thunderbirds.
I am a member of an e-group celebrating "SUPERCAR", and on a chat last night (the 23rd) one of the members was kvetching about the "sexism" of these shows from the late 50s to the mid 60s.
Male crewmembers expressing amazement at the clever idea the young, beautiful Doctor of Space Medicine just came up with. (Never mind that she , in fact, WAS a Doctor of Space Medicine, who also made a mean cuppa Joe.) That kind of thing. This chat-er went on about how she couldn't enjoy the old puppet shows much because they were defining HER. It reminded me too much of the visitors to Vox Popoli.
Now, I was nice, and did not make wild pop-psych comments beyond "Are you still on medication?",
and "you care what...WOOD thinks about you?". God bless my fellow fan from OZ, she made me start thinking. As I compare male/female relations of today with those of the time of the offending TV shows, I come to a major conclusion: people were generally happier with each other back then... Men and women, in whatever "roles", were generally happier in themselves, and with each other, than they are today.
Nothing more earth-shattering than that.