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Misogyny reigns

Yesterday I took the mincepies I had made to a group of friends, various nationalities.  Three men, 2 English one German were saying that Brexit needed a man to take charge.  I ignored their comments.  I have heard their opinions many times before and turned my attention to the Frenchman and the American sitting either side of me.  The misogynists turned their attention to women in sport.  'Tennis is ok', one of them said.  'Skiing too but not ski jumping and the other winter sports, they are too physical.  And it is ridiculous that women play football.'  'It is like golf, why do women want to join a men's club?   Rotary Clubs were never the same after they let women join and now my club has closed after 100 years.'   Could it be because his Rotary Club refused to let women in? The German reached over and took a mincepie.  'These are beautiful.  If women spent more time cooking and less time trying to do other things, the world would be a better place.'

I took the box of mincepies and gave them to the French group. 

It is now 6 weeks since the protests started and they are now entrenched, erecting sheds, building fires, piling up tyres.   The speed cameras have been covered with garbage bags and tape and the police have made no attempt to remove them, probably because they would put them back straight away.  

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