Deborah aspires to become an MP and will be an exceptionally good one. But coming across as a prude, which she is not, will kill off any political career. Remember Graeme Lee, who was a prude and thus a laughing stock, and whom I once teasingly described as a condom on the penis of progress.
Then newsreader Hilary Barry climbed on the bandwagon with an ungrammatical outburst - as she lacked a tele-prompter to recite from, this was understandable. "I'm absolutely incensed. I think it's highly inappropriate ... sexualises, objectifies women, demeaning, it's just appalling."
Several points arise ...
First, no regular air-traveller watches safety videos. I wear headphones to avoid this claptrap and also the pilot's inanities whereby they relieve their boredom by ear-bashing their captive audience. The Economist magazine opined on this absurdity a few years back, writing that it was long overdue for them to end.
That said, when the bikini video appears, given the publicity, everyone will watch. But unless Air New Zealand subsequently show one with naked girls, men will stop looking - for what's novel about girls in bikinis? But, mark my words, the women will continue studying them avidly.
It's women, not men, who watch beauty pageants; women who choose to flaunt themselves in skimpy bikinis (that is, those of a flauntable age and shape); and women pop singers who can only perform in their underwear. And it's women who buy halfwit magazines comprising photos of cavorting bikini-clad, brain-dead starlets and pop singers.
Hilary Barry's cliched utterance wearyingly included "sexualised" and "objectified". Well, who did the sexualising and objectifying, Hilary? As always, it was the females, you goose. No one forced them.
Consider the recent cat-fight between three senior women politicians, accusing one another of buying Adrienne Winklemann attire. So why are they spending thousands of dollars on each item? To impress women? I don't think so.
(I hasten to add that whatever Adrienne Winklemann charges is too cheap - she's a genius and hopefully she might visit our architectural schools and teach their professors some function and design principles, at least as it applies to office towers.)
In the 1980s, I assisted the Women's Refuge movement become established, persuading the Government to fund them and arranged celebrity fundraising cocktail parties for refuges across the land, flying in the celebrities in my jet.
In many riotous trips, David Lange, Winston Peters, Richard Hadlee, a smattering of All Blacks and such-like folk willingly came along. It was a very successful exercise.
At the time, many refuges had a hard core of aggressive, often lesbian, man-hating women running them, still they got stuck in and sold the tickets. But what broke their hearts was their feminist friends' reluctance to pay ... which hesitation instantly vanished as soon as one guest's name was mentioned whereupon these angry feminists melted gooilly and snapped up the tickets. That guest was Lorraine Mexted, as she was at the time.
Today, bikini-clad girls are commonplace, so really clever girls maintain modesty to achieve mystique. When tennis player Anna Kournikova emerged, the global fascination was unprecedented yet, on face value, she was just another Russian girl. But my word she was clever. Here's why ...
In England and chatting with some satellite pay-per-view television producers at a mate's party, conjecture arose as to the pay-per-view potential of Anna playing a set naked. They became so excited at the possible riches they arranged a survey.
Back home I spoke to Kiwi tennis star Chris Lewis on their behalf as he knew Anna's management and he called them with their US$20 million offer. Anna's handlers thanked him, but pointed out it was chicken-feed as she was creaming it with an opposite strategy - extreme modesty in her behaviour and attire which boosted her mystique and appeal, a lesson lost on modern girls.
Note this - what that survey by the pay-per-view producers showed was a phenomenal buyer response, only almost entirely from women. The male respondents were ho-hum about yet another female flaunting herself.
So whenever women complain at the sexual objectification of women, let them direct their protest at the culprits - namely women. In my experience - be they judges, professors or nuns - they can't undress quick enough, given an excuse. And thank God for that.
Voltaire summed it up perfectly three centuries ago when he said: "Give me 10 minutes to talk away my ugly face and I'll bed the Queen of France."
