Body of evidence stacks up against The Hef

I don’t know about you, but when a man’s name is preceded by a definite article, it sets off all kinds of alarm bells in my lady brain, writes Suzanne Harrington.

The Donald. The Hoff. The Hef. It never ends well, does it? Old age has ended it for Hugh Hefner who, despite being 91 when he died, retained that bizarre rabbit fetish right to the end.

What remains inexplicable is the mythologising that follows a man who put the grot in grotto, who presented women as sexualised cartoon consumables, who sold a toxic version of living the masculine dream as shagging people a quarter his age, stripped of all emotional intimacy. Reverse that, and see how it reads.