Beaver was a broad approximation of a widely embraced ideal. We didn’t have rampant balkanization at that time.
I grew up in a violent alcoholic household and I loved Leave it to Beaver.
One time I even spend an afternoon with Tony Dow.
In six or eight hours, Leave it to Beaver was not mentioned, and it was evident he did not want to be asked about.
However, sevetal people did approach him and with a few, you could tell with their not saying a word, that they wanted to say, “Hey, thanks. I had a crappy childhood and you were the big brother I never had.
In reality, Leave it to Beaver was as realistic as Fantsay Island.
Those two worlds never did exist.