Babe Power
Friday, June 27th, 2008No, nothing to do with the Spice Girls or Emmeline Pankhurst.
I’ve observed this a lot over the last year, but really felt moved to write about it after a couple of experiences today. It’s about how the addition of something to one’s person radically alters the perceptions and bahaviour of others.
In the name of image-creation, Prime Minister Harold Wilson rarely allowed himself to be captured by photographers without having a pipe in his hand. President Harry S Truman did something similar, inventing a middle initial.
So what appendage have I been sporting that seems to radically alter people’s attitudes towards me?









