Looking at the photos of those two hideous, drunken slatterns at Cheltenham, flashing their nipples and poking their pierced tongues at passing punters, one could be excused for thinking: Is this what Emily Davison threw herself under a horse for?
The Suffragettes could never have imagined that their noble struggle for equality would eventually lead to young women assuming the freedom to behave in public like gin-sodden strumpets from a Hogarth etching.
At least we were spared the spectacle of ‘Love Island star’ Jessica Hayes — whoever the hell she is — hitching up her skirt and urinating into a champagne flute.
Det hela utspelade sig påThe Cheltenham Festival som enligt författaren alltmer kommit att bli en ursäkt för "debauchery and exhibitionism by Z-list celebs". Och vad kan inte blottade bröst och bröstvårtor göra för att skapa en "karriär" för dessa kvinnor. Pressfotograferna kommer springande!
In days gone by, young girls fantasised about becoming film stars like genuinely talented Greta Garbo, Bette Davis and Marilyn Monroe. Now, their role models are scrubbers such as Jessica Hayes and the ludicrous Kardashians — a family of talentless trollops famous for being famous. You can see these wasted wannabes at every high-profile race meeting and on every High Street on a Saturday night, pimped up to the nines and slumped in the gutter in a pool oftheir own vomit.
Even when the mini-skirt became fashionable in the Sixties, you wouldn’t ever stumble across a girl lying comatose on the pavement outside Woolworths, legs akimbo and clutching an empty bottle of Emva Cream.
These days, teenage girls go out dressed like ten-quid King’s Cross prostitutes — frocks round their waists, plumped cleavages, bare arms and legs, teetering on ridiculous six-inch heels — with the sole intention of getting slaughtered.
No wonder the World Health Organisation reported yesterday that teenage girls in Britain have the most sex and the highest rate of drunkenness in Europe.