It's interesting seeing all of these paedophiles and rapists getting their comeuppance recently with the likes of Jimmy Saville, Kevin Spacey, Bill Cosby, Jeffrey Epstein, Bill O'Reilly, Harvey Weinstein and Cardinal Pell being outed, charged or convicted and the Me Too movement digging into questionable and criminal behaviour. There are millions of other people, mostly men who will be quaking in their boots and wondering when they will be called to explain themselves. Soon hopefully major celebrities like Donald Trump and Bill Clinton will be in the dock along with that creepy Prince Andrew.
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It's not OK. OK?
I've known people in my working career who have bragged about the women that they've had and activity that, to them, made them manly and to be envied. Arseholes. I like the fact that the Me Too exposés and other investigations can look into actions and events that have taken place decades before.
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
When they come for you
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Not to mention a weird song about a guy wanting a handsome rower and to be layed by young men! Though I could be wrong.
I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean
Only for nights in Ballygrand
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
And neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I had a handsome boatsman
To ferry me over my love and I
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times there spent so long ago
My boyhood friends and my own relations
Have all past on now with the melting snow
So I'll spend my days in this endless roving
Soft is the grass and shore, my bed is free
Oh to be home now in carrickfergus
On the long rode down to the salty sea
Now in Kilkenny it is reported
On marble stone there as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her
But I'll sing no more now til I get a drink
Cause I'm drunk today and I'm seldom sober
A handsome rover from town to town
Ah but I'm sick now my days are number
Come all me young men and lay me down
Come all me young men and lay me down
The correct lyric is "a handy boatman to ferry me over ..."
Stop being prurient.
Our next generation of Prowses is turning out to be rather 'rainbow' to a degree. I hope we're being sensitive and supportive of that. Just like we are being to family members who may have had an abortion. I really hope so.
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