I’m a feminist, but as women we don’t always help our cause – especially when it comes to the realm of romance and relationships. The number of us who still expect a man to pay on a first date, for example – 46 per cent according to one 2019 survey – hurts my heart. Women I love and respect still refer to various household chores as “blue jobs”, because taking the bins out apparently requires a Y chromosome. But worst of all is arguably our blatant and abhorrent heightism, so abiding that it has essentially radicalised me at this point.
It’s always been problematic below the surface. Now, Tinder’s trialling of a new feature that enables (paying) users to filter prospective matches based on how tall they are has brought the issue kicking and screaming back into the light.
