Downright disingenuous

 

Subject: Downright disingenuous 

I don't get out much in the sense of night time entertainment, happy with my own company after 7pm, the tele a book and bed.
Part of watching current news is the repeated call by women's groups highlighting their inferior position regarding wages and advancement in business whilst the other major theme is their exposure to unwanted harassment from men.
From Harvey Weinstein's casting couch to the unwanted hand on the knee or a salacious pat on the butt the air has been so shrill with their cry of indignation and men seem cast in an aura of shame and perversity.
On Sunday, having been to Sainsbury's for some margarine and a loaf of multiseed bread, such is the domesticity of my life, I thought it a good idea to pop into the local pub and watch the second half of the FA Cup semi final between Chelsea and Southampton on the pubs  TV.
It was another hot day, I ordered half a pint of shandy and having said hello to a couple of Andrews friends from his school days I settled down to watch the game. There were the usual crowd, a mixture of old and young, predominantly men here to watch the match. The chatter was of the match, a groan or a cry at a near miss and the usual punditry and advice to the Ref.
Suddenly the door burst open and in crashed a babble of young women who's interest was certainly not the football but instead the young lads watching the game. With shrieks of high pitched self assured narcissism  they announced themselves, oblivious of the match, to focus solely on the young men watching the game..  'We are here' they cried  as they paraded themselves in revealing cut away skimpy clothing, (leaving little to the imagination) in the rush to grab their particular boy fancy. There sexuality subsumed the game, their targets, sitting as a cohort of young masculinity quietly watching a game of football was corrosive. The atmosphere was electric with pheromone  as these young women sought to wrest away from the men their interest in the football for an interest in them.
Would this overt display counter or be countenanced by the women who are so damning towards men. Would these young women be appalled by an improper comment or is their impropriety leveraged by who is doing what.
Of course it has always been so but the undisguised nature of women who apply their sexuality when they want to and yet seek favoured nation status at other times is confusing, if not downright disingenuous