If you’ve ever listened to the classic Christmas song “Baby, It’s Cold Outside,” then you know it’s a really screwed up tune.
I think not. Here are some renditions,
A couple from Minneapolis, Minnesota, found the ditty so unnerving that they decided to revamp it for a modern audience, reworking the lyrics to “emphasize the importance of consent”
The song is about playful banter. She is clearly consenting. They are singing a duet after all.
The duo, singer-songwriters Lydia Liza and Josiah Lemanski, told CNN that they felt that the original song was “aggressive and inappropriate,” arguing that the listener never finds out what happens to the woman in the song.
Well then, what should happen to her? Should she be raped to show how evil men can be? Perhaps she should sign a consent form? Maybe he should should film the whole thing for his own protection. But then, maybe the mystery of the song is good. Authors have been known to use it to good effect from time to time.
The couple’s revised lyrics are adorably consensual, opening with “I really can’t stay” sung by Liza and “Baby, I’m fine with that” sung by Lemanski.
So they are “adorably consensual”? Does everything have to super-explicit? It is as it George Lucas wrote the lyrics (Oh Padme, I love you for ever. More than anything, for always).
Most notably, when Liza sings, “I ought to say no, no, no,” Lemanksi responds with “You reserve the right to say no.”
“I ought to say no, no, no.” I thought being sex positive in the presence of a guy that you were attracted to was the modern expectation. All of these conflicting narratives confuse me. Perhaps that is the purpose.