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After this week's public disgrace of allegedly flirty MPs who seemingly let their hormones show, what a challenge for vocational guidance teachers confronted by youthful hopefuls for public office.

'Why would you want to be an MP, young Smith?'

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Pillorying ... Why? The only answer I see is the political muddling over Brexit. Anything to shift the spotlight. With thanks to Wikipedia. By Thomas Rowlandson (1756–1827) and Augustus Charles Pugin (1762–1832) (after) John Bluck (fl. 1791–1819), Joseph Constantine Stadler (fl. 1780–1812), Thomas Sutherland (1785–1838), J. Hill, and Harraden (aquatint engravers), Public Domain, Pillory

'I want to help make the world a better place.'

'Could you keep your hands off lady politicians and female wannabe MPs?'

'They're a bit too old for me, sir.'

Perhaps the most lamentable, almost inexcusable part, is that those who appeared to lie their heads off over 'advantages' of Brexit, who set out to mislead the whole of UK, are not called to task, not in the slightest way.

Why would anyone consider taking up public office, why would anyone now want to serve the people, when confronted by such weird and massive headlines this week?

Distorted in the media

What can it be like to be a politician dedicated to the notion that your work, your long hours, are making a worthwhile contribution to life for everyone when a moment of over-enthusiasm becomes not just exaggerated but distorted in the media?

I've looked in the damning news reports for any recognition of the good and dedicated public work of the accused, of their years of listening to troubled voters, of standing up for the wronged, arguing in debates, for their dedication to help you and me. I've not found a balancing word.

Talk about mountains out of molehills. I recall only one incident that supposedly involved a body pressed up against another body.

A joke on a cold night

Mostly it seems the sinning was of a slip of a double entendre, a little joke on a cold night, things that have been perfectly acceptable in a sophisticated society for many a long year.

If I may add this: just look at the accusers, the poor innocents whose lives have been so upset by the odd risqué expression. You won't need to look on page 3.

If you socialise in Britain, I'm sure you've learned nothing new this week from the mouths of these possibly hopeful, or ironic, seducers.

Why this appalling pillorying? The only answer I see is the political muddling over Brexit. Anything to shift the spotlight.

Perhaps the most lamentable, almost inexcusable part, is that those who appeared to lie their heads off over 'advantages' of Brexit, who set out to mislead the whole of UK, are not called to task, not in the slightest way.

Yet a few who perhaps ought to have known better than to flirt, even mildly, let their exuberance get ahead of good sense, and now suffer a thunderous disgrace after a working life seemingly dedicated mostly to doing good.

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