Reflections on life at “De Witte Wand”…

He’s Baaack!

Dylan Evans, I mean. I’ve mentioned him before, as he does seem to write an awful lot of what strikes me as the purest codswallop. He’s popped up again in today’s Guardian. This time his thesis is that the boisterous play that was once an accepted feature of boys’ behaviour is now ruthlessly curbed by a feminist-inspired thought police. Cough. As one of the female commentors on his piece so aptly says:
Oh for goodness sake – when will boys get over the fear that we’re going to chop their willies off!
Quite. 

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