When feminists insult each other, chauvinists cheer
There is no pride to be taken in dismissing conflicting opinions with ageist insults
A good 30 years ago, Germaine Greer spent a day at Melbourne’s Sandown races. There was a dress code, she later wrote, in Daddy, We Hardly Knew You, one not diligently enforced given “the presence of two very young women wearing cotton sunsuits so brief as to show chubby half-moons of buttock behind, and so wide in arm and leg holes as to allow pubic fuzz and most of their small breasts to be seen”.
The indecency suggested, to Greer, that they might be prostitutes “but in Australia it would not necessarily follow”.
A good 30 years ago, Germaine Greer spent a day at Melbourne’s Sandown races. There was a dress code, she later wrote, in Daddy, We Hardly Knew You, one not diligently enforced given “the presence of two very young women wearing cotton sunsuits so brief as to show chubby half-moons of buttock behind, and so wide in arm and leg holes as to allow pubic fuzz and most of their small breasts to be seen”.
The indecency suggested, to Greer, that they might be prostitutes “but in Australia it would not necessarily follow”.
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