I know. I read that this morning and couldn't believe it. Not for the first time I thought Mariella Frostrup was weird and shouldn't be allowed out to talk to vulnerable people.
Thankfully, most contributors are condemning her but there are a few who've questioned how this could happen in front of the OP's husband and the sexual assaulter's wife without them noticing or the victim raising any objection.
I'm sure I'm not alone in being able to explain how these cunts get away with it.
There was someone in my social circle about 25 years ago like this. I wasn't 60, but I nearly am now, so couldn't be stuck in Mariella's category of 'grateful for it'
His MO was to go in for an air kiss that became a hug and used it as an excuse for a sexual assault. He would rub his hands all over you and squash his crotch against you. One night I did a limbo dance to get away from him. The next time I was ready and told him quietly that I didn't want to kiss him and glared. No need for any dramatics or a knee in the balls like some of the under-the-line warriors have said. It worked but we were immediately frozen out of the group after that because J was a controller and I didn't want to play.
I think J's sexual assaults weren't about sexual gratification. They were about controlling the group and more about being Alpha Male in a group of men. Women meant nothing to him. The scary thing is that his brother is a gynaecologist and seemed to have the same view.
So it's really simple, you fucking simpleton Frostrup: we were all in a big group of friends and J was controlling the group because he was a controller with really twisted intent. I don't have any psychological training (neither does Frostrup) but surely any one can see that. It's Psych 101.
So it was really difficult to say 'J is a fucking sex assaulter' among our friends. J's wife S knew what he was up to. They all did, including my husband but he was paralysed to act because I didn't. I was keeping the good of the friendship group.
He couldn't voice it with me and he couldn't step in because that would have been accusing me of bad behaviour and also stripping me of agency.
J's wife was key. Everyone knew J was a revolting piece of shit who sexually assaulted women but we all had this unspoken pact with his poor wife, S.
Meanwhile she watched it go on and almost dared us to knock down the walls of their so-called perfect life.
When I did she cut of our friendship.