Yeah, we're supposed to be honoring this horny old buzzard for bringing on the sexual revolution, making sleeping around an acceptable cultural norm and all the rest of the bullshit that went with the Playboy "philosophy" or whatever he called his hedonism.
In reality, he was much like many of the magazine readers, draping his sexual
weirdness in a facade of intellectual high-mindedness--"I read Playboy for the articles." Sure.
To borrow from feminists, he "objectified" women, but that was excused because he "advocated" for abortion and all the rest. Kind of like the women who excused President Bill Clinton for using women for his own sexual pleasure because he was on the "right side of history."
Mary Schmich got it right in her fine column, "Hugh Hefner wasn't the great liberator of women that some would like us to believe."
But "Hef" lives on in the minds and homages of his admirers, who are as laughably freaky as he was.