Via Damian Counsell, this video:

What this tells me is that feminism in the UK is very much a class issue (as is pretty much everything in Britain). Here we have two women with northern accents doing a job which puts them neck-deep among Britain’s working class, a job they enjoy. Then we have Sally Howard with a home-counties accent who I expect has a university education in a pointless field and works a non-job surrounded by people who think exactly like her. Well, whaddya know?

Since leaving university, Howard has worked as a “charity publicist, copywriter and media consultant for Oxfam GB”, authored “a socio-sexual travelogue investigating Indian sexuality from the open carnality of ancient Hinduism, via the repressions of the Raj, to modern-day Delhi rape uprisings”, and freelances as a “travel and lifestyle journalist” and “investigative and social trends journalist.” Sadly Howard’s LinkedIn profile doesn’t tell us what school she went to, because I suspect it would be a posh private one: her whole profile reeks of upper-middle class privilege bankrolled by a wealthy father.

What strikes me about the hectoring, condescending, dismissive tone adopted by Howard towards the two walk-on girls is how old-fashioned she appears. For all her talk about “outdated” practices and her doubtless conceit that she exemplifies modern women, she sounds for all the world like the harridan wife of a hen-pecked vicar in the 1930s lecturing the lower-classes on morals and the virtues of good housekeeping.

There’s a reason for this: scrape away the virtue-signalling, underlying politics, and competition for sex, and we’re left with good, old-fashioned class snobbery. It’s always been there, and probably always will be. The only thing I don’t understand is how the two northern lasses remained so calm and polite.