Is there life on Mars?

I wonder if David Bowie had the answer? I hope there is as I might need somewhere else to live soon. This Country is going sterile!

Would you rather be rescued by a hairy arsed male fire fighter or a buxom female fire fighter. Now there you are I am already trapped in the world of political correctness, and to a lesser extent, positive discrimination.

A fireman is now a fire fighter, a linesman is now an assistant referee and a policeman is now a police officer.  Chairman is shortened to Chair, a postman has become a postal worker and a sex worker is the new name for a prostitute, or hooker.

That leads me seamlessly onto The President's Club gentlemen's evening at The Dorchester Hotel.  As a result of a Financial Times reporter attending as an undercover hostess ( no pun intended) the event has been portrayed as a debauched and lewd occasion with the emphasis on the exploitation of the waitresses and hostess by rich and privileged male attendees. The President's Club has subsequently shut itself down and will be holding enquiries in the behaviour of it's members.

I am perplexed as to why the FT should suddenly want to model itself on the exploits of Fiona Richmond and her colleague in Men Only, who were always following up a juicy sex story before ending their reports as they got to the nitty gritty,  with  'I then made my apologies and left', leaving the reader to only imagine what might have happened next.

I am also surprised that after 33 years, this event has been given the focus it has. I suspect the waitresses were paid much more than the minimum wage to be there, at least £150 being reported. The number of them involved indicates that many will have waited on at the event before, and no previous complaints of sexual harassment, or improper behaviour, have hit the press. Why suddenly now has it all come to a head.

Close on the heels of this expose, World darts announced it would stop having walk-on girls making an entrance with the darts players, and there are calls for boxing to stop using scantily clad girls to parade the board in the ring between rounds.  Do these initiatives spell the end of the road for the Tiller Girls, the Folies Belgere or the Roxettes.

I do fear for this antiseptic society where every kid is portrayed as being a winner, even when they come last, where the male v female divide is fast becoming blurred or optional. Are we really teaching sex change education to teenage children. Alpha males need to let off steam,  be that as part of sports teams, in tough muder challenges or at gentlemen's smoking evenings, to use an old fashioned description. Girls, women, ladies all need to understand that. They, themselves,  now play rugby, football and cricket  in numbers well in excess of those of their parents and participate in their own kind of horseplay afterwards. They have hen nights attended by buff butlers. Good luck to them.

All I wish is a  bit of common sense in the modern world, and some pushback at the vocal minorities who hate to see people enjoying themselves in a way they don't approve of, or using old fashioned language in the way it was designed.

It's not rocket science, but if it is, then can I go to Mars please?