Are Irishwomen leaving Irishmen behind?

In Sligo they were being cleaned and brought to the girls' tents.

In Sligo they were being cleaned and brought to the girls' tents.

I’m not, as I have stated previously on this blog, big on nightclubs. I did, however, have reason to be in the Velvet Room nightclub in Sligo this weekend, and was struck by a number of things.

The first is that Irish women are as comparable, beautywise, to women in any other country. Yes, I know, it’s shallow and sexist and very Clarkson of me to be commenting on women purely on their looks, but we live in a shallow age where a generation have more familiarity with Britney Spears’s genitalia than the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, so what are you going to do?

Secondly, Irishmen aren’t. It was striking to look through a room of women and see a wide range of levels of conventional beauty, and then look at the men and not see it. There were a few men who were very good looking, but most were not. There simply was not the same proportion of good looking men in the room as there were good looking women. Interestingly, and maybe because I’m getting older myself, I noticed the older women in the room, and they were just as attractive proportionately as their younger compatriots.

Finally, and this really struck me, the attitudes of both sexes are changing. The men arrived late to the nightclub, pissed and clustered in groups as the women, not quite as well oiled, pretty much picked out the men they wanted. It was like a scene from Spartacus.

I blame Mary Robinson.