There is a negative element to every occupation, including blogging. This was clearly demonstrated this week, when the fringe element who blog were out again in force. Why? An eminent Cabinet Minister was fiercely criticised for using the word “nail” in the sense of nailing a lie.
Where will this end? No longer can we innocently remark we bonked someone on the head. However pure our intentions, we can’t say we scored, screwed, railed, shafted or swung either. Harold Jacobsen’s first book was called Coming from behind, but we should pulp that, and Aaron’s Rod by D H Lawrence is fit only for the porno section. If your name is Roger, you better change it quickly, or be prepared for endless sniggers.
The Jilly Cooper bonkbusters are to have sanitised covers. The picture of a man’s hand on the buttocks of a female jockey is deemedtoo racy for Riders.
My friend adored the Famous Five books by Enid Blyton, so much so that she christened her daughter Fanny. She then compounded the error by naming her son Richard.