So how exactly does one characterize GI Joe? Is he not a doll? I remember one Christmas when I was little back in the 60s when my sis and I each got a Chatty Cathy and my lil sis got a Chatty Baby. My brother, about 2 years old then, was incensed and so after Christmas my mom went out and got him a Chatty Brother and all was well.
My brother, by the way is a Catholic hetero with children and works his head off supporting them.
We eventually put him on a mound of dirt in the horse pasture, behind our house, and worked on our marksmanship with our BB guns.
I think we did alright. Knocked him down quite a bit.
This article is filled with false premises and garbage. My kids all attended a high end Montessori and you better believe those little boys LOVED playing with the kitchen stuff. They love it! And they love firetrucks, trains and all types of wheels, something girls don’t seem to be fascinated with in general.
I have always hated Sesame Street, right from it’s beginnings in the late 60s, early 70s. This is when I was a “liberal”, a leftist, and I still hated it. There is so much wrong with Sesame Street that it would take a long dissertation to cover it all.
Amen bro!!
Agreed - Is the worry that boys need training on being nurturing? Get them a dog or any pet - they can get to practice all the nurturing and “taking care of” stuff a lot more effectively than playing with dolls.
Carry to term is one thing. Real commitment from a Progressive male would involve natural childbirth.
We also had rocket bottle wars and would throw lit firecrackers at each other. Ahhh, Mississippi in the 1960's and 1970's.
The main way to keep little children from becoming homosexuals is to make darn sure they don’t get molested as children. That is a very common denominator.
“But would you ever buy a toy gun for your daughter?” I followed up.
“NEVER!!!” came the reply.
The fervor with which they answered the second question intrigued me.
What makes you think He's laughing?
When I was little and didn’t have my toy guns with me, a Barbie Doll bent at 90 degrees and gripped by the legs made a pretty good substitute. Is that what they mean by “playing with dolls?”
I still remember ripping the clothes off of my sister’s dolls. NOTHING!!!...except, maybe, a couple of bumps.
(this was before kids had the Internet to get anything they wanted)
That was my extent of playing with dolls.
Feminists: Leave My Boys Alone
My “traditional” response to this particular faction of libtard perversion: Feminists: Go F%^k Yourselves.
My five-year-old boys are in the other room right now playing with Barbies AND G.I. Joes (the retro 12” type) in their Joe & Barbie castle that I made for them (because I couldn’t stand having a PINK dollhouse around). I’m very happy that they think the Barbies & Joes are *married* and having families. I think that’s great, compared to all the unmarried examples we see all through our culture. (BTW, the Joes and *constantly* having to defend the castle from enemies of all kinds, particularly ogres and other monsters. Pretty cute. ;o)
If parents are truly worried about making sure their children conform to gender stereotypes at all times, perhaps it’s the parents who aren’t quite comfortable with themselves.
Left alone, kids will play with what they want to play with. The best “thing” to play with is a bunch of brothers and sisters! This also helps them learn to care for babies/younger children.
I grew up before PBS and don’t recall dolls for boys, or action figures, or stuffed animals etc, my toys were largely WWII objects, knives, guns, bayonets, cigarette lighters, rope and books and rocks, and snapping turtles, I had a water filled pit that we kids dug to keep the turtles and the one alligator in.
I could carry a lighter and a pocket knife to school and carry my twine. I remember using a 15 to 18 inch German bayonet for show and tell.
There was almost no adult interference in my life, outside of the house and the school, we seemed to be able to do anything as long as we stayed away from the adults, which was easy to do back then, boys seemed to be allowed to live in their own private world of whatever boys do outdoors from sunrise until dark.