These are reasonable questions, questions which any thoughtful society should be asking itself, but reason has long since jumped out the window in the case of Ched Evans. You may have noticed that Evans, who is out on licence after serving half of his five-year jail sentence, has become the designated lightning rod for anger about rape. (An anger I have long shared.) It’s ironic, given the wide selection of evil bastards out there, that feminists should alight on Evans, who makes a rather pathetic poster boy for rape. To take an example at random, how about Brian Shayanowaka, who poured boiling water over a woman and raped her in August last year, deliberately infecting her with HIV? Shayanowaka was sentenced to 12 years, but only in his absence, because he had fled to Zimbabwe. Absolutely grotesque – yet the sadistic, woman-hating Shayanowaka attracted none of the shrill opprobrium poured on Evans. The same goes for thousands of other rapists all of them, I would contend, posing a far greater danger to my sex than Ched Evans.