A London hairdressing salon has been ‘fined’ £4,000 for turning down a job application from a young Muslim woman who wanted to wear a headscarf at work. It’s compensation for hurt feelings apparently.
Ah, diddums!
It’s political correctness and religious mania gone mad, that’s what it is.
I belong to a little-known sect called The Snankipook Syntax. We believe in wearing nice warm gloves at all times (it would take too long to explain, but it involves handling the Holy Stick) so if I want to work as a journalist I have to use my commonsense and discard the gloves.
I have tried with them on, believe me, I have tried. But it all comes out like this:
Mist newqspopers woiulfd relkisgh taking mer to coiuert ig I tyyied to suye therm, so teuy coiulfd rificuler mer ibn publkic.
The written word on show for all the world to see is the outward demonstration of my skill. A good head of hair is an outward show of a hairdresser’s skill. If I went into a barber’s where all the staff wore headscarves, I’d skedaddle quick. As would 99.9 per cent of the population, including Muslims.
If my MP doesn’t take note and introduce a Private Member’s Bill to curtail the ridiculous half of our discrimination laws, I shall sue the bastard for ignoring my human rights and hurting my feelings.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to prepare the Sacred Jockstrap for tonight.
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