To find Grazia magazine offensive (surprise surprise)

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Nothing new there, I suppose, but found myself really irritated by the stupid pandering article about Christina Hendricks' curves, blah blah blah, in which lad's mag founder James Brown asserts that men are attracted to larger women when they are "pissed in a club" and concludes with this absolutely Socratic question: "What can you have more fun with, a bouncy castle or a rake?"

So, wait . . . you have equated me, a woman and a human being with . . . an object that you might "have fun with."

Oh -- you meant it as a compliment. My mistake! Why, you big he-man you. Tee hee.

Feck off.

Disclaimer: my last two w's based not on personal knowledge, but as a figure of speech indicating 'you protesteth too mucheth, you shocking arse'.

It is absolutely true that having no contact with these magazines (or celeb culture really) makes one much much happier. There just isn't enough space in my brain for this utter shit and they make me angry.

I started taking a book to the hairdresser when I realised that magazines made me hate myself.

Grazia is worse than most. It is horrid misogyny/mindless acquisitiveness dressed up as female empowerment. It was never exactly intellectual but it has plumbed new depths since it was launched.

The price of liberty is eternal vigilance.

The price of a free press is a lot of crap on the shelves.

Get over it.