Perhaps the Imam hold the

 

Subject: Perhaps the Imam holds the key.

I wonder which woman this morning will wake up with a recollection that she was molested by a chap 30 years ago and turn to the press with revelations. We never hear what the molestation amounted to, was it a bit of 'slap and tickle' in the heat of an alcoholic evening when both parties were excited by the presence of each other or was it more forceful. Today a playful slap on the posterior at a party is deemed useful ammunition in a woman's arsenal to, when necessary, humiliate a man leaving men to conclude that the 2 metre Covid 19 rule should be applied to all manner of occasions. Perhaps the show Strictly Come Dancing is archaic, displaying as it does half clothed women, wrapped around their male counterpart in an exotic interplay of quasi sexual ritualism judged amongst other things for the tension between the dance partners.

It appears anything goes so long as the women is consensual but this one sided conceptuality is fraught with misuse and prejudice. How do we discipline men without disciplining women, how do we define when one or other crosses that line set by the court. Courts in their wisdom are always in catch up mode, fifty rears ago homosexuality was deemed an abomination whilst today we struggle with self determining gender appropriation. The use of current norms to determine whether an act 50years ago constituted an offence seems silly as does tearing down statues of people who were following the norms of their day. Genghis Khan was a man of his time, his deeds are the stuff of great conquest for some and nightmares for others but we shouldn't judge him in our time but his.

The silly but provocative sexual peccadillo carried out in the heat of intimacy recalled over decades can never be properly adjudicated but the social and reputation damage is huge. Perhaps the time will come that a triple locked chastity belt rears its ugly head again, both for men and women and only an 'Imam' holds the key.