Maleficium! Something's rotten in the state of Denmark

Am I alone in wondering what real story lies behind the very odd Parliament groping scandal? A seemingly good man in a powerful position resigns because he touched the knee of a lady journalist back in 2002. Touched her knee! Dear God, whatever next?

And wasn't that 15 years ago, and is the knee such a forbidden region of the anatomy?

Please don't think that I'm criticising people in my old trade when I reveal that lady journalists aren't exactly famous for being frugal with their favours. What some exciting moments came my way thanks to their natural generosity.

It isn't as if we are living through a time of extreme prudity. Look at a mobile phone and the most blatant forms of reproduction leap out at you. Ask teachers about extra-curricular activities at school and you'll think that human biology is Number 1 favourite subject, going by the non-laboratory experiments played out in school grounds daily.

Isn't modern dress by our misses aimed at accentuating the desirable difference between the genders?

A THIRD GENDER

Isn't this a society that at long, long last admits that there is a third gender and has not just changed the laws of church and land to accommodate them, but includes them openly in the media, even sterilised the stigma?

And yet when politicians show an interest in doing what seemingly comes naturally - at least for the unelected - somehow or other we are to tut-tut, to castigate them thoroughly, to be shocked to the quick. Continues on the blogs for my sailing-travel adventure book, Sailing to Purgatory, here at SailingToPurgatory.com