Back in 2013, I wrote to the new
Editor of The Sun, David Dinsmore, to
make a suggestion. As the No
More Page 3 campaign was garnering such support, perhaps there was a way he
could rehash his Page 3 feature in such a way he could not only save face, he
might well win himself a journalism prize to boot? All he had to do was throw
the page open to the readers: drop the mute dollies exposing their breasts, and
let the readers submit their own choices - people who had inspired them, people
who had done great things, overcome the odds, and come up smiling. The page, I posited,
could become a place where all the millions of ordinary people out there doing extraordinary
things could be celebrated. He could be the man who made the change. Didn’t he
want that? I asked him.
He ignored me.
I tried another address and sent
it again.
He ignored me again.
So I decided to do something
along similar lines myself. On Facebook. As a bit of comic relief for the
serious debate going on over on No More Page 3, I
decided to rip seven shades of urine out of what I considered to be the ‘Carry
On’ crassness of Page 3, by featuring a different woman of accomplishment every
day (except weekends – just like The Sun). A woman who had made her mark on the
world using her brains, instead of just her breasts. Having heard the news
somewhere that some 50-60% of girls in state education in the UK now consider
studying for exams to be a waste of time when people like Katie Price have got
rich by showing off a pair of surgically inflated mammary glands, I decided to
try to demonstrate that there was so much more a woman could do with her life. The
plan was to do this every day for a year, or until Page 3 of The Sun was
consigned to this country’s embarrassing, seaside postcard past. Whichever came
first.
On 2 July 2013, I set up a page
called The
Alternative Page 3. The pattern I set was that Mondays, Tuesdays and
Thursdays would be for current / contemporary inspirations, Wednesdays would be
for Historical (deceased) inspirations, with Fridays devoted to women comedians
with clips of their performances - accompanied by the tagline “because of course, women can’t be funny...”
I kicked off with a picture of a
brave and nameless young woman smiling for the camera and showing her double
mastectomy scars. I followed with a picture of the late Diana Spencer reaching
out to an AIDS sufferer, and finished my first day’s work with Maya Angelou and
Aung San Suu Kyi.
But the narrative I put with
these entries deliberately aped the style of Page 3. I trivialised these
amazing women, almost as if I was possessed by the spirit of Sid James. I
referred to them as “babes” and “corkers” and coo-coo-ed at their achievements.
Of Suu Kyi, I said that the “pretty Nobel Peace Prize winner” liked to play the
piano and fight for democracy in Burma; of Maya, I said she liked to write
books, and quoted her on the subject of Christmas Tree lights; of Martina
Navratilova, she was “tennis tottie” who liked her strawberries and cream and
winning a silly amount of Grand Slam titles, and for the “History Babe” that
week, Righteous Among the Nations WW2
idol, Irena Sendler, she was a babe who liked helping people, especially those
under threat of mass extermination.
The idea was to demonstrate just
how absurd and inappropriate it was to discuss human beings in such patronising
terms - simply because they were born female. Most of the page’s supporters
totally ‘got’ my approach, and laughed along with it, but it was woefully
misunderstood by others, who wrote to me in shock and outrage.
“I really don’t think you should
be talking about (name) in this way, it’s most disrespectful.”
“If you’re trying to challenge Page 3, why are you trivialising women?”
“If you’re trying to challenge Page 3, why are you trivialising women?”
I answered every comment and
every message, explaining again and again the purpose of the page: that it was
satire, that it employed the knife under the fifth rib to rip the guts out of
ingrained, lazy sexism, but secretly, I was glad I was being challenged,
because it meant that the word was hitting home.
Then, as the messages of support
also came in, many of them from fathers thanking me for the page because they
showed it to their daughters every day, I began to realise I would be very lucky
if I could wind it up in a year.
“You can’t stop! You mustn’t
stop!” Entreated one.
In fact, I was delighted to see
just how many men were liking and contributing to the page. It made me think
just how sexism sells men short too. How it drives a wedge between genders, how
it kyboshes relationships, and how it instructs men as to what they should find
attractive - jeering at them if they prefer the sort of woman who can put up
her own damned shelves, to the more obvious fare served up in The Sun every
day.
Eventually, my year was up. I
posted up a collage of as many of the women I had featured over the year as
would fit, and topped it all off with a picture of a mirror. A bit cheesy, because
whilst of course nobody would actually be able to actually see their own reflection
in a picture of a mirror, the idea was that every single person who supported
the page was just as amazing as the people featured on it.
As more messages came in begging
me never to stop the page, I threw it open to the supporters, asking them to
nominate their own inspirations, and encouraging them to tell me in their own
words, just why they considered their choice so fabulous.
I was thrilled as the pictures,
words, and ideas came in. The likes leaped up again overnight, and we’re now
standing at over 4,000. Not bad for a page that was started merely as a
tongue in cheek, nose-thumb at an outdated and embarrassing ‘institution’.
So yes indeed, the page will keep
going, and as the world turns, and we all grow up a little bit more each day, The
media might grow up a bit too. It’s not too late for David Dinsmore to take up
my suggestion. Who knows? He may actually find hearing from his readers rather more
interesting than showing pictures of mammary glands every day.
After all, as 52% of the population grow them at some point in their lives, it’s hardly “news”, is it...?
Emmeline Wyndham
Editor and Admin
The Alternative Page 3
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1 August 2014