No wonder women are fearful?

footballers

Lunchtime and I’m catching up on the news and came across the following two articles on the BBC news pages.

In the first,   the chairman of UKIP,  Scotland is found guilty of calling random women and sexually harassing them.    He has been released on bail with sentencing to take place next month.

Bail?  Why?   Why allow this guy his freedom when he has been found guilty?

Shouldn’t wrong doing not only be punished, but seen to be punished with immediate consequences?

In the second,  two professional footballers are found guilty by a judge of raping a drunken woman where she was in no fit state to give the legally required consent to sex.

Scandalously,  the woman in question had to take a private civil Rape case to have her two assailants brought to justice.    The first of it’s type in Scotland.

I wonder if now that a senior judge has found the men guilty,  the Procurator Fiscal,  ( the Scottish equivalent of the Crown Prosecution Service ) will reconsider and bring these animals to criminal court for summary justice and some jail time?

No wonder women are fearful of men.

With animals like these they have every right to be.

But what makes men think they can objectify and dehumanise women?

What makes them think that they have any right to treat any women like that,  whether they know them or are complete strangers.

As a man,  I find these people shameful,  no punishment is enough.

But taking a wider view,   it seems that male education is needed in what is unacceptable and the consequences need to be made tougher.

 

Footballers found guilty of Rape in private prosecution.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-edinburgh-east-fife-38651041

Former UKIP Chairman admits Sexual Calls

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-glasgow-west-38638372

 

 

The Sportsmans Threesome?

I met an older lady in a bar last night,   She was about 60 years old but still very attractive.  She clearly looked after herself,  great figure,  high cheekbones, classically styled long blonde hair.

We chatted for a while and she flirted with me,  holding my arm and telling me how handsome I was.

I thought she wasn’t too bad looking herself and wondered if she had a really hot daughter.

After a couple of drinks she asked me if I’d ever had a “Sportsmans threesome”?

I’d never heard the expression before so I asked her to elaborate.

She explained with a smile,  that it’s a mother and daughter threesome.

Wow .. Though I,  if her daughter looks as good as she does then that would be amazing.

A couple of drinks later, she leaned in closer and whispered in my ear “tonight’s your lucky night”

Fantastic,  I thought and paid for the drinks.

Her hands were all over me in the taxi and I couldn’t wait to get back to hers.

When we got there,  she turned on the light and shouted up the stairs “Mum are you still awake!! 🙂

Made me smile!

Once upon a time,  not long after I separated from my ex-wife,   I was in a club in Glasgow,  Arta, bar restaurant and pick-up joint for people of a certain age,   This older woman started speaking to me.

Now I hadn’t been on the scene in a long time and wasn’t really aware that she was flirting with me.   Her hand was on my arm as she gazed up in to my eyes.

She says .. “A handsome young guy like you wouldn’t be interested in an old thing like me”

My reply .. “don’t be too hard on yourself,   You’re not too bad .. For your age”

Cringe …  And with that the lady disappeared!

But a valuable lesson was learned .. 

You got to know when to hold them,  know when to fold them!

The Actor, the Journalist and The Prime Minister? #piggate

What do you make of this #piggate fiasco?

In case you missed there have been recent revelations that during his days at Oxford University and long before he was the UK Prime Minister,  David Cameron put his private parts in the mouth of a dead pig.

Apparently this was part of the initiation ceremony for joining the Gaveson club for posh prats,   and quelle surprise the PM may have indulged in drugs too.

Maybe he’s not as straight-laced as he appears nowadays.

The reason this has come to light is in the biography written by Lord Ashcroft a wealthy Tory peer and party contributor who alleges that he knows someone who knows the deed was done and may have photographic evidence.

I’m no fan of the Tory party,  I’m certainly not a fan of David Cameron,  but everyone deserves to be treated fairly and to allege such outrageous claims based on hearsay stinks.

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The Platform Lovers – Savages?

Charles was showing Alistair his phone.

A photograph of Monica dressed in red,  more than a little cleavage on display.

Her red glossy lipstick in contrast with her lightly tanned skin and jet black hair.

“Niiiiccce” .. Alistair hissed a rather lame description of this particularly attractive vibrant woman as he sipped on his beer.

“Nice?   You are wrong there my friend,  She is fucking gorgeous .. I  just wouldn’t get fed up fucking the brains out of that.”

Don’t you hate how some men refer to women as “that”?

The objectification of women .. you’ve read the blurb from all the usual suppliers,  Women’s Lib,  Anti-Porn Campaigners.

Here’s the thing that they miss.
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A Tale Of Two Lovers? … #poetry #dating #perspective

We had the best of times
We had the worst of times
That’s the reason she’s an ex

We had lots of fun
Kissing in the sun
But some god damn awful sex

But as trivial as it starts
Soon she’s ripping love apart
The insult trickle becomes a flood
Soon she’s baying for my blood
Then I’m walking out her door
Push my foot down to the floor
Making vows not to return
Wondering will I ever learn?
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