Tuning in to watch “Doctor Who”* last night, I caught the end of the amateur dancing competition “Strictly Come Dancing”. I never watch it, but maybe I should: before my very eyes a guy contestant threw the girl contestant over his shoulder and mimicked spanking her sparkly-dressed bottom. That’s right, spanking: it wasn’t just one smack, but a rather extended – if somewhat over-acted – piece of pervery.
The best part was the reaction of the audience: they broke out in loud cheers. As soon as his hand landed the first time.
I should be going into a feminist rage, but I can’t summon up the fury.
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* Please, don’t let anybody but Russell T. Davies write any more episodes. Seriously. Even if the episodes are going to be full of schoolgirls and weirdo alien headmasters.
Oooh I am a keen fan of these dance shows and whenever the Charleston is one of the chosen dances there is always a bit of gratuitous ass slapping… HURRAH!
I’m beginning to see the national obsession with dancing competitions in a completely new light!
> Please, don’t let anybody but Russell T. Davies write any more episodes.
Still think that after this week’s episode?
Can’t make up my mind, to be honest. For the most part it was great. But much of the episode was melodramatic in a toothache-inducing, not-quite-believable way. (Blimey, it’s easy to make The Doctor fall in love these days.)
I guess the guy who wrote it can write some more episodes, though
>But much of the episode was melodramatic in a toothache-inducing,
>not-quite-believable way.
I thought you *liked* Moulin Rouge.
Hehe. I love my melodramas melodramatic and my sci-fi dramatic