I think I would use a stronger word than tripe to describe this article. A particularly depressing read as I can remember a time when The Times employed decent writers.
The bloke's a total hypocrite if he can write this:
Anyway, let me tell you about Giselle. Giselle is a comely peasant girl who has fallen in love with the Count Albrecht. However, she doesn’t know it’s the Count Albrecht because, in order to conceal his high birth, Albrecht has told her he, too, is a peasant. Call me cynical, but I’m not sure that’s how people behave in the real world.
Then he goes on to say:
Certainly I shall continue to tell women that I am in thrall to the ballet and wish for nothing more than an evening dolled up to the nines in the Royal Opera House. For some reason, women seem to think that men who admit a penchant for ballet are sensitive and, therefore, suitable mating material. Or they think they’re loaded, and suitable mating material. One of the two. And by the time they’ve found out the truth, on both counts, it’s usually too late.
Not how people behave in real life? Sounds exactly how this moron behaves.