There must be something extraordinary about MP Jess Phillips’s bottom. She is always on about it; I haven’t yet seen it as she seems to be photographed mainly from the front, standing up in Parliament or sitting down on BBC Question Time, but she must be extremely blessed in that department by the way she talks about it.
Perhaps, she is one of those rare people sporting three buttocks, or has such extraordinary callipygian allure that men are always reaching for them, like keen bakers kneading dough or potters fixated on their lovely squeezy clay.
She first drew our attention to her Aphrodite proportions after the dismaying events in Cologne at New Year when about a thousand North African migrants launched a groping attack on female German revellers. While some of us lambasted the BBC and the German press for their failure to give out the truth of who the attackers were, she was keen to point out that such events were as common as catching a bus in her Birmingham constituency.
“There is violence against women and girls that you are describing, a very similar situation that happened in Cologne, could be described in Broad Street in Birmingham every week, where women are baited and heckled,” she told a BBC Question Time audience, which contained some women who didn’t want their bottoms touched by strange men or their collars felt by strange policemen if they complained about it.
To my mind being baited and heckled is not about sexual attraction, nothing like arse-fondling at all. But this is a confusing issue and I am not clear what parallels she was really drawing. In her left-wing brain, of course, a man shouting abuse at women in the street is the same thing as putting his hand on her leg at a party or perhaps even rape. I think they are very different, but then I am a regressive Tory.
Phillips’s position was supported by a group of German feminists who wrote: “It’s harmful for all of us if feminism is exploited by extremists to incite against certain ethnicities, as is currently being done in the discussion surrounding the incidents in Cologne.”
That message was shut up girls, keep quiet, or the wrong people might get into trouble. On Channel 4 News, Jess demanded simply and with a naivety worthy of a medal, that men across all cultures eschew sexual assault.
Jess then let rip about the adventures brought about by her fabulous fundament, saying she said she had been sexually assaulted as a young woman. In a Commons debate she described how as a 19-year-old she had been pinned up against a wall in a bar by a man who put his hand up her skirt.
“Like every woman who grows up anywhere in the world, in fact not just in the UK, I think we could all tell a story about a time when somebody has groped us or molested us,” she told the broadcaster.
Indeed that is true. To varying degrees girls and women in the West are on their own, unprotected and independent, that is the way the consensus of opinion, particularly from feminists says it should be.
Earlier this month she gave more detail about her experiences. The MP has revealed that by her late teens she had “come to expect being touched up, having your boobs felt, and your arse felt when you’re walking around. That happens all the time anyway.”
“We get used to it,” she added. “Throughout my childhood there has been lots of incidents where men have pulled up in cars, asked me to get in, masturbated in front of me.”
Most of us born in the 1950s and 1960s came to expect some bad behaviour from boys and men, and didn’t make much fuss about it. Things have only worsened; nowadays young girls are harassed closer to come, by their school chums, through their screens and mobile phones.
Almost unbelievably to an oldie like me, young girls are now pressurised into sending other children photos of their genitalia. What slapping and parental fury there would have been if we had tried anything like that, even in the heady days of the ‘swinging sixties.’
Dear Jess is a typical liberal lefty, in being so uncomfortable in a society her thinking has helped to create. I’ve heard socialists say that crime is the price we pay for ‘freedom.’ Thanks to the ideas of the liberal/left we’ve got classrooms where children bully relentlessly and freely, sexually and other wise. As a youngster I never experienced anything like that. In many state schools teachers have no authority and children cannot learn. That was not my experience in a comprehensive in the 1970s. We’ve got a fear of molestation from paedophiles not known when I was young, when children were still free to play out unsupervised. We’ve got adults afraid to talk innocently to children.
Our society has changed because repression, so hated by right thinking people since the 1960s, has been junked in favour of self-expression and extreme individualism. Along with sexual restraint we also threw out a 600-year-old culture of chivalry of men toward women. Under the influence of feminism it vanished with amazing rapidity.
In my mother’s generation, men didn’t even swear in front of women, imagine that. Before the arrival of the Pill women had to be very hard on men; any weakness could lead to economic and social ruin. When my parents and grandparents were young, the majority of people married the person with whom they had sex, experiencing it for the first time either immediately before or not until their honeymoon. This was for better or worse, making the best of it afterwards.
That kind of ‘low expectation’ belongs to the pre-consumer age, before sex went up for sale and backsides as beautiful as those of Jess could be seen every day online, even on a site owned by the Daily Mail.
I suspect that fairly strict codes of behaviour didn’t make people more unhappy than they are now. Children with married parents were certainly better off. Left wing people, in the BBC and even the church denigrated marriage until it lost all status. These days very few people are protected within the family and it often seems like a jungle out there. Now the metaphorical jungle that is Calais is coming to us.
The ironic coda to our cultural devastation is the sudden import to Europe and the UK of thousands of Muslim men, more deeply repressed and sexually frustrated than our drink and music-hall loving grandparents ever were. As our society disintegrates, presenting a yawning arse-hole of emptiness and emotional need to the world, those wild, unhappy men, cut loose from cruel repression of Islam, stand bewildered and confused about what is permissible to them. By the contortions of left wing thought they are in luck, incongruously able to climb into bed with so many young women running the gauntlet of Tinder.
Thanks to the likes of Jess and her feminist pals, we have very little to present against those marauding North African males. Feminists of the Left cannot even criticise their behaviour. Good luck to them I say, but there will be a lot of tears and pinched bottoms to come.
(Image: Jirka Matousek, Flickr)