Prostitutes in the Belgian city of Ghent have been told to cover up and stop suggestive gyrating in their windows as of next month.
As of October 1, the “working girls” will have to abide by the rules or else face a 120-euro (£95) fine.
A new local police order will force prostitutes working day and night behind Amsterdam-style, neon-flashing windows, a feature of the trade across north-eastern mainland Europe, to cover up and quit sexually-charged posing before passers-by.
Mayor Daniel Termont told AFP he was not “anti-prostitutes.”
“I’m not a puritan,” he said. “Far from it! A city like Ghent needs prostitutes, but they have to respect certain rules.”
These now include the prohibition of women appearing “naked, in underwear, in bikinis or in see-through clothes,” or of “dancing in windows” or “miming sexual acts,” the decree states.
“Neighbours have been complaining, even the prostitutes themselves, about more and more nuisance in the area, in front of the windows, fights breaking out …,” the mayor said.
Local newspaper Di Morgen cited one veteran prostitute as saying particularly competitive new arrivals from eastern Europe were behind this cranked-up atmosphere compared to a decade ago.
Meanwhile, in the same newspaper,
another old wh Bryony Gordon complains that we’re all seeing too many young and nubile breasts : http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/kate-middleton/9555695/Weve-had-enough-of-breasts-on-The-Suns-Page-3-and-everywhere-else.html
Boobs, boobs, glorious boobs. They’re everywhere you look, aren’t they? I mean, here I am, writing this column, and as I write, I am also staring at the bare breasts of a girl called Nicole. Nicole is blonde, buxom and just 20 years old. She is wearing nothing but a pair of frilly pale pink knickers with floral detailing. She has unusually dark eyebrows given that her hair is so blonde, though when I showed Nicole to my male colleagues, this was not a detail that many of them picked up on.
Anyway, if this doesn’t seem an appropriate introduction for a column in a family newspaper, then I should point out that I saw Nicole’s bare breasts in a so-called family newspaper – The Sun. They were wedged between a piece about the toughening of knife crime laws and one about Gary Barlow’s admirable coping skills after the death of his stillborn daughter. The day before, 24-year-old Dannii from Coventry posed in a bikini “top” that appeared to be made of the occasional pearl on a string, her otherwise naked body materialising between several pages of coverage about the murders of PCs Fiona Bone and Nicola Hughes. And if they’ve seen enough – or haven’t seen enough at all – the readers (viewers? gazers? admirers?) are urged to go online, where they “can take our girls for a spin” on “Page 360” (“See her from every angle here”).
For the 42 years of its existence, Page 3 has been treated a bit like a benign Benny Hill sketch. Lone dissenters like Clare Short have been attacked for being jealous, petty killjoys who just want to spoil the fun because they’d never look as good with their breasts out as Amii, 25, from Birmingham. The response to anyone who dares to criticise Page 3 – send round a load of girls in bikinis to counter-protest, as happened to Short, who says that the Sun and the News of the World went to “vicious lengths to undermine me” – has only ever proved how misogynistic the concept is. Yet still it has remained, day after dangerously objectifying day.
Now, a (final?) stand is being taken, with the launch of the No More Page 3 campaign by an actress and writer called Lucy Holmes. At the time of writing, it had 26,536 signatures. “Stop showing topless pictures of young women,” writes Lucy on the campaign’s website. “Stop conditioning your readers to view women as sex objects.”
No Byrony, we’re sick of jealous, bitter, aging hags like yourself dictating to men what we can and can’t look at. You make a point of complaining that the girls are all young, and then in the same breath pretend that your dislike is ethical – based upon the girl’s ‘objectification’. Clearly, you’re just bitter that men have no interest in ‘objectifying’ the shrivelled up boobs of bitter jealous shrills like yourself.