Rugby by consent

I suppose we should have seen it coming. The commentary team at international matches used to be an all male affair, ex-players who knew their sport and we the public had respect for their insight. Then came the female link person, the glamorous celebrity chair who acted to field the questions to the ex-players at half time or, as is the nature of today's broadcast, the preamble before the match where issues are discussed. Recently we saw the introduction of the first female ex-player a woman who had featured in the women's internationals, flanked by two males, she played her role by giving her opinion. There is a massive discrepancy between the game played by men and women and although the rules are the same, the intensity and commitment is totally different, the tactics and intricacies are so different that the experience gained in the women's game is irrelevant.

Now today we have another woman muscling in on the game, suggesting that school rugby should ban "tackling". It's too dangerous, like the trip to a farm is full of possible disaster and the teacher has to do innumerable risk management forms to get the kids into the farmyard.
Is it the continuous feminisation of all "our" affairs. The banning of laddish ideas for the newly contrived "the modern man", at home in the kitchen, driving the vacuum cleaner, lining up for maternity leave and co-opting as a surrogate mother.
"In my day" but I suppose I better stop there.  

The power of conversion by drip feed of the 'hard done female eunuch', Germaine Greer has worn a deep furrow in Western man's psyche and to trade punches with modern, politically correct ideology risks eternal damnation