MANY FAIRY TALES ARE HARMFUL TO CHILDREN’S SENSE OF REALITY BECAUSE THEY STEREOTYPE PEOPLE AND ANIMAL BEHAVIOR WHICH DANGEROUSLY DISTORTS REALITY AND MAKES CHILDREN SUSCEPTIBLE MYTH BELIEVERS.
In snow white and the seven dwarves the stereotyping in the 1937 version is the most glaring calling characters by one sided personality portrayals as bashful, dopey, grumpy, happy, sleepy, and sneezy. This kind of brainwashing leads people into characterizing personality traits in broad general terms such as greedy, selfish, stupid, nuts, etc.
People are more than one dimensional and are far more complex humans. Stereotyping animals such as big bad wolf, clever fox, scary grizzly, etc. leads children to think of animals as having human traits which greatly distorts the reality of wilderness animals. Trashing all fairytales and updating the themes to modern reality plots is the smartest thing which could be done.
I have rewritten the fairytale of the Emperor’s New Clothes to prove that fairy tale myths should have no place in the modern 21st century and should be censored from inclusion in the modern world which should be as free of mythology as possible for the betterment of the human mind to think more logically without mythological emotional undertones.
FACT: Mythology does not stimulate creative thinking in children but dooms them to live in a world filled with deceptive lies and untruths which destroy logical thinking ability at an early age and dooms them to live a life filled with deceptions and untruths when they become adults.
THE VAIN AND INSANE DICTATOR AND HIS STAFF AND NATION OF YES MEN AND WOMEN
There once was a very vain and stupid dictator of a small country who was very strange indeed. He was not interested in conquering new lands. He was not interested in seeing his soldiers parade back and forth in front of his palace, a palace where he spent most of his time. He was not interested in music, dance, or even the theater because he felt it was a waste of time, effort, and money.
The only thing that interested the dictator was buying and wearing new clothes. He would spend all of the tax money that his tax collectors collected on fine clothes made of the most expensive material and lavishly decorated with many medals which he had made for him but had not earned. The dictator’s wardrobe grew as each year passed and everyone lived happily in the capital where the dictator kept his clothes.
One day two strangers came to the capital. One was somewhat large and overweight and the other was rather short and skinny but both wore magnificently decorated outfits with sparkling stones, gold thread, and exotic feathers from distant lands. They introduced themselves to the most important people in the capital and told them of the incredible creations they had made for some of the most important people in the world which included celebrities and other dictators around the world.
They even bragged that they used magic silk that would render the clothes invisible to anyone who did not have enough intelligence, education, and wisdom to be holding the position they did in the dictator’s nation.
It was not long after the arrival of these two tailors that the dictator heard of their skills and commanded that they be brought to the palace. He thought to himself that these clothes would be the best purchase he could ever make. He thought that he might catch everyone in a job that should not have the job. He would fire everyone who was foolish from their privileged office.
He called the head tax collector and told him to double the taxes and to take the money to the two tailors. He sent an email to tell them to create the finest suit ever made. The dictator even had a working studio built in the best wing of the palace and had the finest looms put at their disposal.
The two tailor weavers were very demanding and asked for valuable materials for their work. They feverishly worked all day and appeared to be working on the looms that the dictator had provided and were often seen running up and down between the looms turning knobs and gears and yelling at one another that all was going well. Barely three weeks had passed by and the dictator was beginning to grow anxious. He knew that it must make a considerable amount of time to produce such a wonderful suit but he wanted to know if it was close to being finished.
The dictator was a bit nervous as he recalled the promises of the tailors. Only very wise and intelligent people would be able to see the cloth that they were weaving on the looms. Only those people who were fit for their jobs would be able to gaze upon the cloth. The dictator thought that he didn’t have anything to worry about but thought it would be better if he sent someone in his place to see how his suit was progressing. After a few reflective minutes he sent a servant to find the manager of the palace. “The manager of the palace will be able to tell me how the suit looks”, the dictator spoke to himself, and “the manager is a very wise man and looks after the affairs of the palace quite competently.”
The manager went to see how the suit was progressing and entered the large workshop where the tailors were hard at work. He heard the looms creaking and saw them running and yelling at each other to be careful with the costly fabric. The manager rubbed his eyes and was about to say. “What have you been doing all this time? I see nothing on your looms!” But before he let the words out of his mouth he bit his tongue. He did not say a word. The two tailors had seen the manager enter the room. They walked over to him and invited him to inspect the cloth and the intricate designs which they had woven. The tailors walked between the looms and pointed at the air, since there was nothing on them.
“Is it possible?” thought the manager “that I am too stupid to hold my office and that I am not as wise as I thought myself to be?” he walked beside the tailors and continued to nod his head and muttered that he had never seen such wonderful work! “ It will never do”, said the manager “ that I tell anyone in the nation that I couldn’t even see a thread.”
“The patterns and designs are superb” the manager began “they are so intricate and lovely that the dictator is sure to find them to be the finest in the land. I will go immediately to the dictator and tell him that your work is astonishing and that he should not be impatient as fine cloth such as this takes time to make.” “We are very happy that you appreciate our work,” said the two tailors. The tailors then asked the manager to bring them more silk, jewels, and gold so that they could complete their designs and patterns. They pointed to the empty frames and explained where each piece will have to be placed. The manager listened intently and tried to remember every word the tailors said so he could repeat them faithfully to the dictator.
The manager was taking a great deal of time. The dictator was becoming edgy and began to wonder what could be taking the manager so long. He sent his servant to find the captain of the guard. The captain of the guard appeared almost instantly, carefully listened to the dictator’s orders, and headed off to the looms. He entered the work area and saw the two tailors pointing in the air and the manager scrambling behind them pointing in the same direction. The manager saw the captain of the guard and called him over. “Isn’t this the most beautiful cloth that you have ever laid your eyes on?”
The manager pointed at the empty frame of the loom and started to describe the intricacies of the weave. “I must be unfit for my job as the Captain of the Guard, “thought the captain. He looked at the empty looms and thought that the manager must be praising the glorious colors or all would know that he should be removed from his post.
The two tailors and the manager began to agree with the captain immediately and he sighed a deep sig. He must not tell anyone that he can’t even see the color of the cloth. The two officials headed back to the dictator and told him that the cloth was magnificent.
The dictator was now very curious to see the cloth himself. He called to a servant to have his entire entourage gather in the main workroom so that they could all see the skill of the tailors. They were talking very loudly down the corridor toward the tailor’s rooms and the tailors heard their approach and decided to work even harder.
By the time the door was opened the tailors were running around the looms twice as fast as before. They were calling out all sorts of technical terms that very few people in the entourage even understood a word they said. Both the manager and the Captain of the Guard stepped in front of the entourage and pointed at the looms which stood completely empty. “Are not the designs and patterns beyond your expectation?” The manager called out “Are not the colors the most glorious colors that you have ever seen. They are even more colorful than a rainbow!” the Captain of the Guard announced.
“Is this possible?” the dictator mumbled to himself. “Am I not fit to be a dictator?” Am I not wise? Am I not intelligent? I can’t see a thing!” The dictator stumbled for only a second. “It is the most charming cloth that I have ever seen.” The dictator spoke aloud. “It is beyond my expectations and is absolutely what I wanted.” Tomorrow will be a precession to celebrate your work and I shall wear my new clothes for all to see.
The next day the dictator walked around the entire city and most of his people had come to see this wonderful new suit of cloths. Everyone yelled out that it was a most wonderful suit and the best that they had ever put their eye on. No one in the land wanted his neighbor to think him stupid or unfit for his job.
A YOUNG BOY WHO STOOD IN FRONT OF THE CROWD POINTED AT THE DICTATOR AND IN A VOICE LOUDER THAN SUCH A YOUNG CHILD SHOULD HAVE, PROCLAIMED “THE DICTATOR IS NOT WEARING ANYTHING AT ALL! “THE DICTATOR IS NOT WEARING ANYTHING AT ALL!” LISTEN TO THE INNOCENT CHILD. HE HAS NOTHING TO GAIN AND NOTHING TO LOSE BY SAYING SUCH THINGS. NOW IN REALITY, EVERYONE KNEW THAT THE DICTATOR WAS ONLY WEARING HIS BIRTHDAY SUIT!!!