They forget to mention that Enid Blyton's stories were rampantly sexist and included subtle shades of lesbianism as well.,
But she was, as we all are, a product of her time, and times change.
I read and loved all her books as a child, I accepted that Gollies were the 'baddies' because they were Gollies, not because of some representation of black people - but then I wouldn't think like that as a child, and that was who Ms Blyton was writing for.
In hindsight, the criticisim is valid - but you can criticise just about any cultural reference with hindsight and accuse it of using the norms of its time which are no longer acceptable.
And honestly, where does this get us?
As an adult I fully accept that Ms Blyton was no Shakespere, and her shortcomings which are simply a reflection of the times she lived in.
That's because I'm a grown-up - I don't need these things pointed out to me by some attention-seeking moralising twonk with a stick up their bottom and a chip on both shoulders.
I look back with great affection at Ms Blyton's work, and remember she helped to turn me into the voracious reader I am today, and I am perfectly happy not to join in the persecution of her memory for purposes I cannot begin to imagine, or would spend a nanosecond thinking about.
Wokeism - a curse on your houses, all of you.