Billy Jack is hard to beat for sheer sanctimonious bullshit, as witness the following:
1)The beautiful and innocent flower children who live a creative and fun life in a commune, and are humiliated by wealthy rednecks.
2)The mysterious and violent Billy Jack with his large mounty-style hat, who allows us to, while weeping over the victimization of the peaceful flower-children, root for Billy to go into a murderous frenzy.
3)Billy Jack's humorless and self-righteous girlfriend who epitomized the type of 60s woman who would brow-beat you for not bringing meatless hotdogs to a weinie roast.
4)Billy Jack, persecuted and arrested by The Man for indulging his medieval side on the aforementioned rednecks, walking out through a hoard of flower children with right-on fists in the air while "One Tin Soldier" pontificates in the background.

I saw Billy Jack on a double bill with Night of the Living Dead, which looked like Oscar caliber filmmaking next to it.