What’s she yapping about?
Today in You Cannot Be Serious: one Lloyd Evans, who writes for The Spectator.
The setup: a historian named Lea Ypi gave a lecture at Darwin College, which Lloyd Evans attended but didn’t actually listen to, because he was too preoccupied with her hair. It got him all worked up, so he bought some sex, and then he wrote this piquant episode up for The Spectator.
It’s interesting for a lot of reasons, one of which is the fact that the people at the Spectator couldn’t possibly not realize how insulting to women his story is, and therefore published it.
We get it. “Shut up, bitch, we don’t care what you think or say, just suck it for me.”
And when we look for solidarity, we get told we’re terfs, so shut up, bitch.
(By the way, a lecture on Kant and revolutions sounds damn interesting. I prefer reading to lectures, but the subject matter is A++.)
I had questions after reading the piece.
Did the Spectator contact Lea Ypi before publishing this?
Why was it important to name her in the piece?
I can see that it could be an editorial choice to bring the account of a John on his experience with a prostitute, but why with this setup?
All questions aside, the whole sordid affair leaves me despondent.
But she’s blonde! And Albanian!
No it didn’t, and why indeed.
Me too, but also furious.
Soren @1,
Yeah, that was my thought, too. If they wanted to publish a piece about someone hiring a sex worker, and using this “I attended a lecture and got horny” intro device, there was no need to identify the lecturer.
You can see why it calls itself ‘The Spectator’.
Eww, ick. Some things should just stay inside the writers imagination.