It's the end of November, and that means I've been hearing Christmas music every time I leave my house for about a month already. Of course, that includes the perennially creepy "Baby, It's Cold Outside". I mean, Christmas isn't Christmas without a nice holiday date rape anthem, right?
(Here's a link to the lyrics)The thing that really gets me,
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And yeah, when I first really paid attention to the lyrics, I was all "WTF?"
I'm guessing that it was intended to be all cute and nice rather than being meant to sound creepy and coercive. But then, 1944 wasn't a particularly enlightened time. Best consigned to the junk heap of history, this one.
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Agreed with you that it should be left as a relic of nastiness. That said, the idea of consent hasn't really evolved that much though.
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Hell, a hubby and wife called it "their song". Yeah. Exactly.
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I never liked the word "gal." Every time I ever heard it, save for an old movie, it was uttered by someone who also had something to say about "the colored" and "wetbacks," among other groups.
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