Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:It's still creepy. Sorry to ruin your precious memories, but it's a creepy date rapey song.
What's with the baby talk?
Excuse me. Let me translate it into PC Bullshit for you:
The song makes me deeply uncomfortable. Even though it was from a *different time*, I still find the lyrics to be extremely problematic. Here you have a woman who is worried for her reputation, alone in a situation with a man who is trying to subtly force himself on her. He tries to intoxicate her, refuses to get her things so that if she leaves she's at the mercy of the elements and basically does everything he can to take her agency away from her. This is the sort of man who sees women as objects to be conquered, used and discarded at his leisure. It's not some adorable little winter time carol for lovers to serenade each other with. At best it's a parable about how when we view human beings as sexual creatures males are always lauded for their studly prowess while females are branded as low and without worth. At it's worst it glorifies the type of man who feels no need to obtain a woman's consent before engaging in sexual activities with her.
You need therapy. And some whiskey, too.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:A guy trying to convince a woman to sleep with him is not rape.
Convince? There's no presentation of pros and cons of sleeping with the scumbag. The song is straight up pressuring a woman to stay and sleep with him, and telling her to drink more to dull her senses. That's definitely rapist behavior.
Anonymous wrote:I'm not a prude or a pearl-clutcher, but I've always found the words to "Baby It's Cold Outside" pretty rapey. The song is kind of smarmy and gross. Not a fan of Santa Baby, either.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:It's really a date rapey song. "Say,what's in this drink?", "the answer is no", "I really must go". Surprised it hasn't been scrubbed out of existence.
You honest to God think 'what's in this drink' refers to a drug, rather than a girl talking about the weakening of her own will?
You'd think you libbers would get her feeling this way, given women feel its ok to disrespect themselves anytime they get horny by having meaningless sex.
But of course, being a libber, you go straight to your man-bashing 'he's forcing her' logic. Sigh.
What an asinine post.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:It's still creepy. Sorry to ruin your precious memories, but it's a creepy date rapey song.
What's with the baby talk?
Excuse me. Let me translate it into PC Bullshit for you:
The song makes me deeply uncomfortable. Even though it was from a *different time*, I still find the lyrics to be extremely problematic. Here you have a woman who is worried for her reputation, alone in a situation with a man who is trying to subtly force himself on her. He tries to intoxicate her, refuses to get her things so that if she leaves she's at the mercy of the elements and basically does everything he can to take her agency away from her. This is the sort of man who sees women as objects to be conquered, used and discarded at his leisure. It's not some adorable little winter time carol for lovers to serenade each other with. At best it's a parable about how when we view human beings as sexual creatures males are always lauded for their studly prowess while females are branded as low and without worth. At it's worst it glorifies the type of man who feels no need to obtain a woman's consent before engaging in sexual activities with her.
You need therapy. And some whiskey, too.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This song was written by Frank Loesser as a duet to be performed with his wife. It started as "their" song and they used to perform it at holiday parties. I think if you know the background, the song is not so creepy.
I know the background, and I still think it's creepy.
It was written in 1944, people. When people DID judge a woman for having premarital sex, and for wanting to have it! Times were different then, and the song reflects those times.
Remember Wake Up Little Suzy? 1957. She didn't even have sex with the guy but just fell asleep and "her reputation was shot". Also not a rapey song, though.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:It's still creepy. Sorry to ruin your precious memories, but it's a creepy date rapey song.
What's with the baby talk?
Excuse me. Let me translate it into PC Bullshit for you:
The song makes me deeply uncomfortable. Even though it was from a *different time*, I still find the lyrics to be extremely problematic. Here you have a woman who is worried for her reputation, alone in a situation with a man who is trying to subtly force himself on her. He tries to intoxicate her, refuses to get her things so that if she leaves she's at the mercy of the elements and basically does everything he can to take her agency away from her. This is the sort of man who sees women as objects to be conquered, used and discarded at his leisure. It's not some adorable little winter time carol for lovers to serenade each other with. At best it's a parable about how when we view human beings as sexual creatures males are always lauded for their studly prowess while females are branded as low and without worth. At it's worst it glorifies the type of man who feels no need to obtain a woman's consent before engaging in sexual activities with her.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This song was written by Frank Loesser as a duet to be performed with his wife. It started as "their" song and they used to perform it at holiday parties. I think if you know the background, the song is not so creepy.
I know the background, and I still think it's creepy.
It was written in 1944, people. When people DID judge a woman for having premarital sex, and for wanting to have it! Times were different then, and the song reflects those times.
For the movie debut of the song in 1949, they played it both ways--both a man and a woman were the aggressor but in a very chaste way:
Date rape lyrics are more appalling today, e.g., Robin Thicke
"OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
You don't need no papers
That man is not your maker
And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you back that ass to
Yeah, I had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you
So hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
But you didn't pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
I'm a nice guy, but don't get it if you get with me"
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This song was written by Frank Loesser as a duet to be performed with his wife. It started as "their" song and they used to perform it at holiday parties. I think if you know the background, the song is not so creepy.
I know the background, and I still think it's creepy.
It was written in 1944, people. When people DID judge a woman for having premarital sex, and for wanting to have it! Times were different then, and the song reflects those times.