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A woman accompanies her handbag into an x-ray scanner – it must have been Chanel

So here we are in 2018, witnessing what must be the greatest building of momentum towards gender equality since the mass availability of the contraceptive pill in the 1960's and before that, the small matter of the Suffrage movement.

We have seen women, and men, take to the streets of our capital cities in their thousands upon thousands in Women's Marches against American President, the ever misogynistic, Donald Trump. We have watched the social media campaign against sexual harassment #MeToo gain such momentum that essays and articles have been set aside to discuss whether it is really a force for good or men's undoing – a sure sign it's working.

We have seen the net around Hollywood film producer Harvey Weinstein start to tighten as legal charges are brought against him, along with the dawning realisation that a stint in a swish rehab centre in Arizona is not going to be enough to atone publicly for his sins.

We have witnessed the great and good of Hollywood stand arm in arm at the Golden Globes Awards Ceremony in black dresses to draw attention, and start the dialogue, on #TimesUp, which aims to put money and legislation in place to help protect women who have been victims of sexual abuse in the workplace.

Reluctantly, in our own Houses of Parliament, MPs have been forced to face up to their own failings as decent, respectful, upstanding pillars of the community as more hard-hitting sanctions are being put in place to put off male politicians from harassing or bullying their female colleagues.

We have seen the long-running President's Club finally exposed for the seedy, misogynistic, exploitative events organiser it always has been, leading to its disbandment - with frank, open discussions beginning on the relevance of these female hostesses in this more liberated, more aware, age.

And yet against this back-drop of significant progress towards finally securing women's place on an equal footing with men, this happens...

A woman appeared to be so attached to her handbag at a railway station in southern China that she crawled into an x-ray security scanner with it, rather than let it out of her sight. She was caught on video in silhouette as she passed through the x-ray machine, on all fours, riding along on the machine's conveyor belt. This was much to the surprise of the other passengers waiting to collect their possessions at the station in the southern city of Dongguan.

The video has since gone viral on the Internet, having been watched over three million times. The woman has been castigated for valuing her handbag over her well-being, as the x-rays from the machines are, needless to say, harmful to health.

The only reasonable explanation I can see is the handbag must have been a Chanel. Owning something like, oh I don't know, the Chanel Black Quilted Lambskin Classic Double Flap Bag, is the only justification I can see for climbing aboard a security scanner with it. Anything less, and I'd say, it's best to trust it to fate.

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