Yes, you can see where this is going. Some highlights:
"among the thousands of people who brought chaos to Westminster yesterday, a remarkable turn-out of well-dressed, well-spoken teenage girls swelled the ranks."
"If you had seen them in their short skirts and trendy scarves, you might have thought that a few chants and a bit of banner-waving would be the limit. But almost as soon as some mindless thugs began trashing a police van abandoned in the middle of Whitehall, the girls went into battle."
It wasn’t quite Cheltenham Ladies College, but several of these girls, it emerged, were from respectable schools and decent homes."
"Had this been a girls’ schools winter camp somewhere, it would probably have been quite fun. But somehow the backdrop of the Houses of Parliament – not to mention the police corralling these youngsters with thousands of hooligans, yobbos and criminally minded troublemakers – lent it a rather different beat."
"What made it different was the feminine touch, if that is the right phrase to describe so many young female faces joining the rebellion."
The reasons for the Mail's confusion can be isolated to three main issues. These are:
1) the class 2) the sex 3) and the attractiveness of the protesters.
"Why," asks the Mail, "would a pretty person be unhappy? Why, indeed, would anyone who had gone to the trouble to buy a nice scarf have cause for complaint? What luck if you are a girl, to have a fine face and bright disposition! Your parents are already proud of you, and one day they will offer you to a man along with a good dowry, and he will take care of you. But wait, you want to go to University first? I suppose Kate Middleton did it and it didn't do her any harm, she met a Prince after all, and she was only middle class to start off with! In fact, it is imperative for you to go to University my sweet."
"BUT WAIT! Government cuts slashing arts and humanities budgets??? My little dear, how will you take your Eng Lit degree now? You can't study the hard sciences, and you're not nearly pragmatic enough to earn a living after you graduate. I mean, I never intended you to work a day in your life. If you don't meet Mr Big Income, or Mr Royal, will Mummy and I have to fork out for your needless perusals of Shelley for the next twenty years? That seems deeply unfair, and we have been planning on retiring to the Caribbean for so long."
"No University for you, India, and damn the consequences. India? Oh my goodness, is that her, in her Cheltenham Ladies College blazer, with her arm around a man with Tartan trousers and dreadlocks, shanking a copper? Good god, little India has become a socialist while we weren't even looking!"
Middle class parents - I, Posie Rider, urge you to support the anti-cuts league, protect your daughter's futures! If she doesn't go to University somewhere like Oxbridge, Durham or St Andrews, and study a solid liberal arts degree, god only knows what could happen!
WE KNOW WHERE THIS SORT OF THING LEADS!
PUT THAT WOMAN DOWN!
And better luck this week, girls! Keep smashing, keep looking great! xxx
Critics and academics throw all kinds of terms around - writer, lady-writer, feminist, post-feminist, journo, hack - I've heard them all, but I prefer to call myself 'woman' or 'Posie Rider', because that's my name.
You will no doubt recognise me as the famous author of The Suffragettes - Why? and the groundbreaking novel Me, Tim and my Quim. That's probably why you've stumbled upon this blog and want to hear my thoughts on Feminism, Literature and Herstory. But being this intelligent hasn't been easy: I've lived through Merlot fuelled nights and had my share of ink stained hands, sex and prescription drugs, but all that's kept me going is the power of words to change the world - forever!
I'm delighted to be attending the SoundEye poetry festival in Cork, Ireland 13-17th July, not least because I will be running my mouth (professionally, as a poet) but because some of my favourite writers will be attending! Hurrah!
Tom Raworth got stuck in the snow, but Justin Katko stepped up to read with nick-e melville, Sophie Stamina and myself on December 3rd in the City Art Centre, Edinburgh. The event was organised by the gorgeous Colin Herd (deets on Anything.Anymore.Anywhere. HERE. ) and we should expect more from this joyous reading series/journal.
Didn't everyone love Openned? On the 27th October 2010, at the Corsica Studios, we all won poetry!
I was overjoyed to be invited to read at the Scree 2 launch in Edinburgh on 15th September 2010. Read a review here! -
A big thank you to those of you who attended a reading of my poetry with other Freak Lung contributers, in honour of Barry McSweeney at the Morton Tower in Newcastle on Sunday 27th June.
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