The Elephant in the Room
You can believe this or not. The other day I was on the tube. It was rush hour, I was strap hanging. At Green Park there was another surge and I was pushed along. My hand fell from the strap and as it did it brushed past the well formed breast of the woman standing by me. She looked at me, raised her eye brow,as I did ,and then carried on reading her paper.
This morning I was swimming my lengths doing the back stroke. As I eased past a fine looking lady doing leisurely breast stroke my hand trickled along the length of her nearly naked body. This a public pool at a popular time and when you are doing lengths some touching is inevitable.
No question, I had to use the modern parlance, violated their private space. We move on.
A good friend was at a legal conference in the States. A very shapely female lawyer joined their group. She was wearing a very tight wide belt which accentuated her full and hour glass figure. My friend commented on what a fine belt she was wearing. He was reported for making inappropriate remarks about the woman’s breasts. This complaint was not up held.
I tell these stories inspired by the sad case of the man drowning in a puddle. I talk of course about Lord Rennard. He has groped several ladies at party conferences. Nothing is definitely proved but something obviously happened. OK its not the 60s and groping is no longer acceptable but what about getting the signals wrong?
Now if you are lady at a party and Brad Pitt or Don from Madmen comes up behind you and gently tweaks your bottom do you a) Turn see whom it is and smile b) See who it is smack him and make a complaint to the equality officer c) Ask why it has taken so long.
But of course if it is the fat Lord Rennard who commits his pudgy hand to your knee you wait a few years and then make a complaint. If it is the grossly obese Lord Rennard who pulls you to him ,you similarly wait a few years and despite the booze on the occasion demand a total recall and apology. And of course if it is the man who has to take three seats on Easy Jet, Lord Rennard who strokes your buttock then of course you have to wait even more years before making a complaint.
The reason I have dwelt on the New Jersey shape of Rennard is to point out that its very rare(never?) for good looking men to be done for sexual harassment. Why? Because when a good looking man makes an overture, however clumsy, to a woman however inappropriate, it is welcomed.Or at least tolerated. But if you are fat, forget it.
What we have here is a clear case of fatism, I thought it was a mantra of modern woman that size didn’t matter. Another shade of grey perhaps?
And isn’t hilarious to see choir master Clegg in such a tangle. And isn’t it just dandy as France has a political scandal about adults being adults we have one which would shame a playground.
Knock, knock, Whose there? Rennard. Rennard who? Rennard you going to apologise..