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Candles soothe our lust to burn the world, say women

THE tranquillity gained from burning candles is due to a deep, instinctive desire for mass arson, women have confirmed.

While candles have been dismissed by the patriarchy as harmless feminine frivolity, women are in fact satisfying their raging hunger for pyromania by constantly setting light to tasteful beeswax tapers.

Mother of three Donna Sheridan said: “My husband always jokes that I’m a candle addict. It’s true. Every Yankee Candle is a micro-dose of the furnace his world will perish in. Plus, they smell lovely.

“I was originally recommended candles as a starting point for mindfulness, which was so useful. When I light that wick, I am the dragon that will rain fire on my enemies in this life and the next. It’s incredibly soothing.

“Men may conclude from this that they should stop using candles for romance, or to put us ‘in the mood’. Quite the opposite. Our fantasies of bloodlust are a great turn-on, so get those tealights out if you plan on getting any.

“Us women all know that the sacred day our foremothers predicted will come, when the earth will be cleansed by flame, and we sisters will rise from its ashes. Until then, a three-wick pillar candle from Jo Malone will have to do.”

This week in Mash History: Emmeline Pankhurst vows women will be able to vote for the man who shouts the loudest, 1913

MODERN Britain is a beacon of democracy, where anyone, no matter their background, can freely slag off whichever posho gets to be in charge. 

But did you know that just over 100 years ago, even if they were very rich with sensible husbands to guide their hysterical minds, ladies were not allowed to vote? 

The suffragette movement, led by Emmeline Pankhurst, fought for suffrage with often controversial tactics. They believed that every woman is just as deserving as a man of a place in a tedious yet divisive and fundamentally unfair political system.

A letter from Pankhurst to her daughter Christabel reads as follows: ‘My dear daughter. You have surely seen the news of Emily Wilding Davison’s tragic demise under the King’s horse. We must remember that she did not die in vain, but for a future where statesmen can use our issues as a political football.

‘Which is why we must persist. If you are imprisoned, maintain your hunger strike. Instead of food, feast on the dream of the day your letterbox can too be stuffed with pamphlets from male politicians sputtering out insults and half-truths about the opposition.

‘Many consider an escalation to violent tactics extreme. But how can one sit passively by when there are hours upon hours of electoral campaign newsreel we could be entirely apathetic about? Our sex shall not preclude us from tutting at these impressively mediocre leaders.

‘Those in power say they wish to protect us. Yet our minds are well capable of receiving half-baked promises from smug men, not believing them, then resigning ourselves to choose whichever is the least-bad option. How else do they think we found husbands?

‘I may not see this great future in my lifetime, nor you in yours. But be ever strong in our mission of deeds not words, for one day your daughters or granddaughters may finally be granted the right to vote for a shouty liar. Though only if they bring the acceptable form of ID to the polling station, of course.’

And so, thanks to the courage and pioneering vision of suffragettes like Pankhurst, gender cannot preclude anyone from declaring ‘I guess this one’s not as crap as the others’ at the ballot box.

Next week: To 1966, when Bobby Moore began England’s unstoppable winning streak.

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