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The Me Too movement continues to point an accusatory finger, this time at a cheeky and playful holiday song now deemed predatory. News reports today say many radio stations and public forums are banning it.
Let’s have a look. Probably the best way to access the situation is to click on the video and then read along with the lyrics below:
Baby It’s Cold Outside
I really can’t stay (Baby it’s cold outside)
I gotta go away (Baby it’s cold outside)
This evening has been (Been hoping that you’d dropped in)
So very nice (I’ll hold your hands they’re just like ice)
My mother will start to worry (Beautiful what’s your hurry?)
My father will be pacing the floor (Listen to the fireplace roar)
So really I’d better scurry (Beautiful please don’t hurry)
Well maybe just a half a drink more (I’ll put some records on while I pour)
I gotta go away (Baby it’s cold outside)
This evening has been (Been hoping that you’d dropped in)
So very nice (I’ll hold your hands they’re just like ice)
My mother will start to worry (Beautiful what’s your hurry?)
My father will be pacing the floor (Listen to the fireplace roar)
So really I’d better scurry (Beautiful please don’t hurry)
Well maybe just a half a drink more (I’ll put some records on while I pour)
The neighbors might think (Baby it’s bad out there)
Say what’s in this drink? (No cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew how (Your eyes are like starlight now)
To break this spell (I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell) (Why thank you)
I ought to say no, no, no sir (Mind if move in closer?)
At least I’m gonna say that I tried (What’s the sense of hurtin’ my pride?)
I really can’t stay (Baby don’t hold out)
Baby it’s cold outside
Say what’s in this drink? (No cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew how (Your eyes are like starlight now)
To break this spell (I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell) (Why thank you)
I ought to say no, no, no sir (Mind if move in closer?)
At least I’m gonna say that I tried (What’s the sense of hurtin’ my pride?)
I really can’t stay (Baby don’t hold out)
Baby it’s cold outside
Ah, you’re very pushy you know?
I like to think of it as opportunistic
I like to think of it as opportunistic
I simply must go (Baby it’s cold outside)
The answer is no (But baby it’s cold outside)
The welcome has been (How lucky that you dropped in)
So nice and warm (Look out the window at that storm)
My sister will be suspicious (Gosh your lips look delicious!)
My brother will be there at the door (Waves upon a tropical shore)
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious (Gosh your lips are delicious!)
Well maybe just a cigarette more (Never such a blizzard before) (And I don’t even smoke)
The answer is no (But baby it’s cold outside)
The welcome has been (How lucky that you dropped in)
So nice and warm (Look out the window at that storm)
My sister will be suspicious (Gosh your lips look delicious!)
My brother will be there at the door (Waves upon a tropical shore)
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious (Gosh your lips are delicious!)
Well maybe just a cigarette more (Never such a blizzard before) (And I don’t even smoke)
I’ve got to get home (Baby you’ll freeze out there)
Say lend me a coat? (It’s up to your knees out there!)
You’ve really been grand, (I feel when I touch your hand)
But don’t you see? (How can you do this thing to me?)
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow (Think of my life long sorrow!)
At least there will be plenty implied (If you caught pneumonia and died!)
I really can’t stay (Get over that old out)
Baby it’s cold
Baby it’s cold outside
Okay fine, just another drink then
That took a lot of convincing!
Say lend me a coat? (It’s up to your knees out there!)
You’ve really been grand, (I feel when I touch your hand)
But don’t you see? (How can you do this thing to me?)
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow (Think of my life long sorrow!)
At least there will be plenty implied (If you caught pneumonia and died!)
I really can’t stay (Get over that old out)
Baby it’s cold
Baby it’s cold outside
Okay fine, just another drink then
That took a lot of convincing!
So what do you think? Is this a flirty and fun song demonstrating plausible deniability? (Meaning she’s fine with it but she’s playing hard to get so she doesn’t seem too eager) or predatory creep pushing drinks on a poor, innocent, girl who isn’t into it but is trying to let him down gently? A patriarchal plot to teach generation after generation of young men how to trap and molest the ladies, player techniques passed on thru song?
What do do you think? Please share in the comments!
Notes From a Red Pill Girl 
There was a social media post highlighting the fact along the lines of
2012: 125 million copies of Fifty Shades of Grey were purchased
2018: We’re banning this song
Ladies and gentlemen…America is officially bi-polar.
Lol, very good point Earl!
So … was there really a blizzard outside? If so, her partner was genuinely concerned for her safety. (Why would her partner lie when she could so easily confirm whether there was a blizzard?)
And why do those who ban this song think her partner is a guy? Maybe it was another woman. How sexists of them to assume it is a guy. 😉
That is, reframe it as a lesbian song and they will play it non-stop.
Good points Richard!
This has always been one of my favorite modern holiday songs! I always just thought it was fun and lighthearted, not something sinister at all.
I imagine a whole generation of single gals of a certain age fantasized that Dean Martin would sing them this song when it was first released!
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Farm Boy has a related post coming up soon he does
Great minds think alike they do
Lol Yoda, I am honored!
Maybe an iupdated version would go, “Baby, are you ok with this? How about this? And this? Let’s get out the consent form and get that in writing. Sign here… and here… and here…”
And feminists would still not be happy because he’s using his patriarchal power struggle to coerce her into signing a consent form.
Perhaps one day feminists will just say what they think….women have no free will or agency.
They are the same types who are trying to rationalize the idea that a woman doesn’t consent to pregnancy when she consents to sex.
Well I don’t consent to having my finger smashed when a weight falls on it…but that’s what happens.
I don’t consent to the car crash when I run the red light.
Empowered and equal but also somehow the perpetual helpless victim…
written in 1944 🙂
The guy may not be consenting to pregnancy when he has sex either but if it happens, he’s got zero say.
‘Empowered and equal but also somehow the perpetual helpless victim…’
Hence why feminism is a slippery eel that always seems to move the goalpost.
Kind of like when there’s 125 million copies of a book about a smut book about billionaire dude not really doing much to bring about consent…and yet a song in the 40s played before Christmas where the guy isn’t doing much to bring about consent causes the country to melt down.
Yes, ‘Baby, do you explicitly consent to this, preferably in writing?’ doesn’t quite have the same zing. But this is how we live now. We are teaching young people to be scared of courting.
Faux-outrage over a non-issue. Because some people just aren’t happy unless they are complaining.
So true Marcello. And yet this ancient dance makes the world go round so without it… what??? (Not asking you personally, just lamenting the loss…)
Exactly fml, how many much more worthy causes and issues are worth lamenting than some song written years before most any today were born?
I agree – we are in danger of turning what was once normal behaviour into something reprehensible.
2012: 125 million copies of Fifty Shades of Grey were purchased
2018: We’re banning this song
I wonder: to what degree are the people who eagerly bought & read that book (and maybe even used it to feed their own fantasies) the **very same people** who are in favor of banning the song?
My bet is that there is a significant overlap.
Here is a handy simple formula to determine the level of outrage:
(female) Looks + (level of outrage over Baby it’s cold outside) = a constant
A women’s looks fall, the level of outrage increases.
It’s Science! yo
Funny scene from Elf.
THE song that describes me and Mrs. PC, SJW be damned. Me, her, ponies, slow snow falling, a campfire outside, quiet, warm horse breath, content.
They will never come close to knowing.
Bought the brother to my new guy in my avatar. Plus my big white girl.
Me, Mrs, SIL going out in an hour on three white Percherons thru the trails in softly falling snow.
Then I will tie a rope to the horn and pull the farms kids through the fields on their toboggans. Last we will sit around the fire ring, kids with hot chocolate, adults with warm toddies telling stories or just watching the fire in silence enjoying fellowship.
Baby its cold outside but love and simplicity will keep you warm.
My views of virtue signalling.
That’s the way it should be, Horseman.
Glad the season is well for you and yours. 🙂
I have to wonder what form of heterosexual sex would meet with feminist approval? Here is something that would give them apoplectic fits. And, it’s cute.
My song would be much shorter.
I must be on my way (Baby it’s cold outside}
Sorry, maybe another day (Baby it’s cold outside)
I said NO motherfucker (Ok yes maam)
The End
Modern day real version:
I must be on my way (okay, see yah later)
Sorry, maybe another day (I said okay, see yah later)
Aren’t you going to try to get me to stay (um, nah see you later)
“Then I will tie a rope to the horn and pull the farms kids through the fields on their toboggans. Last we will sit around the fire ring, kids with hot chocolate, adults with warm toddies telling stories or just watching the fire in silence enjoying fellowship.”
That’s awesome Horseman. All 3 kids and I are sick with colds right now but resting and enjoying chicken noodle soup. Imagining y’all’s outing sounds wonderful ❤
Switching gears ever so slightly – re. Ash’s response:
That is the way that salesmen get you. I’ve made this point a number of times to my wife and she gets it more or less – although her natural tendency is to do what Ash did.
I must be on my way (Baby it’s cold outside)
Bye. We’ll talk later (spoken as she is closing the door.
To speak, rather than to simply act, after saying “I must be on my way” gives the salesman an “in” to get you to talk further. And as long as he can keep you talking, he has a chance of making the sale. So, the question is, why talk after your intial statement of “no” if your really meant know.
Salesman calls on the phone and makes the initial pitch. My response is “thanks for calling, but I’m not interested” and I hang up. I do not wait to hear any response.
“That is so rude” says the wife.
Salesman knocks on the front door and makes the initial pitch. My response is “thanks for coming, but I’m not interested” and I shut the door in their face. I do not wait to hear any response.
“That is so rude” says the wife.
But it gets the message across that I actually meant “no thanks”, say I in return.
The exchange in the original song was meant to illustrate that the lady was open to persuasion. Even Ash’s response sends the message that she is open to persuasion, unless “I said NO motherfucker” was spoken while she was outside, and closing the door behind her.
p.s. I’m typing this as I listen to horseman’s song with the picture of the snow falling on the roof. Nice mood-setter, that is.
Aren’t you going to try to get me to stay (um, nah see you later)
Spoken, not because she actually wants to stay, but because her desire is to see evidence that he wants her. And so, episodes such as this happen in all areas of their relationship. Otherwise known as sending mixed signals. To guys, who only want to know, in a straightforward manner, what is it that you want so I can do it for you?
Enough mixed signals, enough not saying something that the guy can act on, and he eventually tunes out. Guys look for actionable information so they can stop wasting time and get to work. Mixed signals don’t allow the guy to do this, so the guys end up tuning out.
Or, in the face of mixed signals, and wanting clear information on what to do next (don’t like wasting time guessing and playing games), he just kisses the girl. That gets rid of the mixed signals. She will either melt into the kiss or push him away. Either way, the guy gets the information he needs to know what to do next. For those who may not know, this is useful information about how guys operate.
Now consider the Social Justice guidelines for “get permission first”. Most guys know that they’ve been trying to do that and all they are getting are the “mixed signals” discussed in the paragraphs above. “Get permission first” will just lead to more mixed signals. In most instances, where a guy is not getting clear answers (“women don’t like to be direct” is a message sent from around here), and where he is prevented by threat of state punishment of just kissing the girl in order to get an unambiguous response, he will just walk away.
For guys, the payoff is the kiss. For girls, it seems that the payoff is the social interaction they generate by being unclear in their response and so forcing the guy to respond. Well, at least until he at least just grabs her and throws her on the bed and has his way with her. At that point, if her hormones are properly aligned, she may discover that she actually prefers that to simply talking.
SSM made a point once that her husband took her in hand (for lack of a better phrase) and, to her surprise, she discovered that she liked it. Before that, she had considered it patriarchal and stupid (my words now; don’t remember exactly what she said then, but my words are close). I commented, paraphrased, pity the girl who never has someone do that to them. They will go their entire life not knowing that they would actually like it (assuming they did). I pointed out that this is actually the basis of guys taking the initiative with girls – because, without that, the girls will never know that they actually like something.
That last paragraph is a small example of a problem being created on a world-wide scale. Women’s natural tendency (short story) is to force the social interaction by equivocating on what they say, thus forcing a response from the other. Unless a guy does something on the order of “just kiss the girl” to force an unambiguous response, she will not have opportunity (as SSM had opportunity) to discover that she likes being a woman in the presence of a man who wants to do something physical to her and with her. The new rules to “don’t, without explicit permission” feed into woman’s natural impulse to force social interaction / conversation and to just stay at that level of equivocation. Which leads to men just walking away.
The rule for men “get explicit permission first” would be unnecessary if women first give an unequivocal response to the guy’s first expression of interest in her. “Baby, it’s cold outside. Stay.” “Sorry, gotta go” spoken from outside as she is closing the door. Or, maybe better for both, just a simple “OK”.
But then, what sort of a song can you make out of “Baby it’s cold outside. Stay”. “OK”.
Here was the post to prove the hypocracy.
What I get tired about is that hamsterization that women do actions but then their afterfeels meant they didn’t consent to them.
This is not like rape when they are forced against their will to do it…this is where they do an action and then regret it afterward.
And I know women are capable of saying a flat ‘no’. Not this…no, well maybe possibly yes, nonsense.
😢
“My song would be much shorter.”
mine would be too
“I must be on my way (Good, GTFOH}
Sorry, maybe another day (Don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out)
I said NO motherfucker (Bitch please, just go)
The End
Hi Ash 🙂
In the 80s we still believed.
P.s. after 30 years the Mrs still lets me know every day
Note the use of past tense
A new post at Spawny’s there would be
https://spawnyspace.wordpress.com/2018/12/09/feminist-npcs/
A new post at Spawny’s there would be
https://spawnyspace.wordpress.com/2018/12/11/the-earnings-gap/
Ashley’s comment has been bothering me. That is the way women treat earnest men.
Fuzz
The antidote are the word “Next”.
Fuck em, they aint worth it. Ever.
“My song would be much shorter.”
mine would be three
“I must be on my way (Who are you?}
Sorry, maybe another day (What the hell are you doing in my house?)
I said NO motherfucker (No Bitches Allowed! Get the Fuck Outta My House!!)
The End
P.s.Turns out she was stranded in a blizzard in high heels and a party dress, my farmhouse the only shelter. No worries, preacher lives two miles up the road
Not my kin, not my problem
My response would be similar to horseman. Something like this:
I must be on my way (OK)
Sorry, maybe another day (Not going to happen)
I said NO motherfucker (This is where I begin to laugh)
Horseman,
After a few times, the boys get the message. There are other things we could be doing.
white male type-two diabetic patriarchy
LOL!
Fuzz
Bingo.
Ame
“white male type-two diabetic patriarchy”
Kid, can you translate that to us mere males ;-D
Horseman,
They haven’t figured it out yet. The boys have really tried. I heard something the other day. Married men view more porn than single men. WTF?
Ame
Had the gobblers over for supper. The sweetie made most of it as I wrestled with the kiddo’s homework. She made our usual Chinese food: Chicken Chow Mein, Pork Sweet and Sour, Beef Chop Suey, and Beef Broccoli, the Labrador Deceiver’s absolute favourite. The first food he got when I picked him up.
That little girl is going to make some lucky boy some happy, you bet. I call it dumb luck, my wife called it grace ;-D
Fuzz
Past tense is correct…tried.
Not trying any more.
sure, BG!
Yoda posted (December 11, 2018 at 5:41 am) that video “Baby It’s Cold Outside Controversy Explained,” and towards the end of the video the guy made that comment … i thought it was funnee 🙂
here’s the video again:
🙂
i love that you call them ‘the gobblers!’
and … “Labrador Deceiver” 🙂
probably a little bit of dumb luck, a little bit of grace, and a whole lot of the adults in her life who care pouring love and truth into her 🙂
LOL, well they are growing up but the are still kids to me. If I don’t insist upon more vegetables they would only eat the chow mein and sweet and sour ;-D
lol! we usually only change what we want to do when something forceful happens that motivates us to do so 🙂
i love orange chicken and fried rice, but those things are either completely out of my diet for good or they’re a very long way off from being added back in. i can’t order them at a restaurant b/c they almost always use oyster sauce or some other type of shellfish sauce/flavoring which i’m severely allergic to 😦
To get back to the original post, the spoilsports are after Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer.
THIS MEANS WAR!!!
They will be after teddy bears next.
Ame
My wife loved fried rice, especially if I made it because I stir fried bacon bits plus peas, shredded carrots, cabbage, and onions before the scrambled eggs, then mixed and fried with basmati rice. I usually added a few drops of soy sauce but quite a bit of sesame oil and lots of black pepper.
What do you use to replace soy sauce?
Fuzzie
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=conan+what+is+best&&view=detail&mid=5C9A83FDCEBEBCEEE7445C9A83FDCEBEBCEEE744&rvsmid=2728EBE7BFA52E6029662728EBE7BFA52E602966&FORM=VDQVAP
BG – yummm!
i saw a recipe once for a soy sauce substitute that used chicken broth and molasses or blackstrap molasses – either one. i ended up dropping the broth and just using molasses – whichever one i have in my pantry. i really like the flavor molasses adds to foods. i even use it in my spaghetti sauce 😉
My wife was in full charge of spaghetti sauce because her vegetables and herbs created it. I was involved only because her Italian uncles handled the meat, not just meatballs, but chicken, and sometimes ribs while the women went to church.
BG – i wish i had known your wife … i would have absorbed everything she was willing to teach me 🙂
Hmmm, well at this time of the year, she would be doing her Christmas baking while happily humming:
How God-damned hard is it to let a man love you and take care of you?
Let me tell you about Saturday’s provider, Alice. Alice is a nurse. Alice is 30 years old, never married, no kids. Alice is new to prostitution. Alice is the human version of my sex doll. Alice is heaven on earth.
In that denouement period between when we finish and when I leave I ask her, “Do you want to have kids?”
“Eventually,” she says.
“Well, your clock is ticking,” I said.
She replied, “I’m well aware of my clock, thank you.”
“This society produces women who are unfit for marriage and unfit for motherhood. Let me ask you a question. Do you need a man?”
“No,” she said flatly.
I got off of the bed, threw my hands in the air, and said to the ceiling, “You’re finished. There’s no saving you.”
I thought that the bloom was falling off of her little experiment in whoredom. When I arrived in the morning, she was not quite ready. I had not noticed her text in the morning making sure that I was on my way, even though I had given every indication that I would arrive as promised. I later speculated that she was hoping that I wouldn’t show up, after having had her fill of strange cock all weekend. Imagine my surprise when I found her posted on the hooker list in a different part of town in the afternoon.
Is it that she has deep psychological issues such that it is impossible for her to let a good man love her and take care of her? Or is she just a normal healthy woman expressing her female nature? I have come to be convinced that she is a normal woman acting like a woman. All women are like that.
Alice is not a prostitute. Prostitutes are more pleasant to deal with because they are more appreciative of my efforts at paying them and bringing them breakfast. Alice is really just a smarter-than-your-average-bear cock carousel rider who has figured out how to get strange dick and get paid $300 for each session.
We cannot run a society like this where women turn men into beta male cucks and then those beta male cucks (like me) get screwed every time. Alice, however, will soon meet my friend, the undisputed, undefeated heavy-weight champion of the world, The Wall. It is obvious that she is going ride the cock carousel until she panics and finds a beta male cucks to marry her. And then when her youngest child gets to kindergarten, she will divorce him and get child support.
Let me help you, ladies. All you have to do is set up a profile on http://www.humaniplex.com. Check in to a Best Western. Knock yourself out.I promise that absolutely nothing bad will ever happen to you.
Hi. I was wondering if I could get some advice again.
I had to contact my ex for work as he works for one of the companies that we have contracts with. He was very short with me at first but then when trouble shooting an item, was more relaxed. Everything we talked about was strictly work. He’ll likely be coming in next week. I’m not sure what to do. I go through bouts of apathy, longing and anger. Today, I was coming home with groceries and fantasizing about making dinner for someone similar to him and it just made me all very angry. He had hung some artwork that I bought while we were out together once and I hate that it all reminds me of him and that I’m surrounded by him when I’m so angry and don’t really want anything to do with him anymore.
@Odina; You need to listen to some heavy metal, something like this;
you’re welcome 😉
and this;
and this;
Odina, time heals. Just stay away from him.
Since this is online and partial information can be misleading, I can’t be sure…but if you’re daydreaming about “making dinner for someone like him” seems to me it’s not really him, it’s the lifestyle you were hoping for (someone like that to care for, and share a life with). He’s a poor time and energy investment.
Single mother cam girl turning 30….worried about what to do with the rest of her life.
Explain please.
Equally sad that the first run of Gatebox sold out before the first one even shipped
C
https://www.businessinsider.com/gatebox-ai-the-japanese-amazon-echo-photos-2016-12
Liz said:
> I can’t be sure…but if you’re daydreaming about “making dinner for someone like him” seems to me it’s not really him, it’s the lifestyle you were hoping for (someone like that to care for, and share a life with).
I liked him quite a lot. We fit really well together. I guess when I say someone like him I mean someone who wants to be with me, which he does not. I would have been very happy to dote over for the rest of my life.
mgtowhorseman said:
>Single mother cam girl turning 30
Note that she chose the thumbnail picture to that video.
@Odina, my apologies, just now seeing this, not knowing the backstory it is hard to say, but ex’s are usually so for a reason. Therulestevisited.com has some good posts about breakups that were very helpful for me. Read them before he gets to town.
Single mom turning 30 video, wow. So much going wrong there. She reminds me of Vixen. Minus the sleeve tattoos (what was she thinking there????) Who is now 42. I am not sure either has much hope, they are so far from being anywhere near the right frame of mind. Past bad choices stack up. And when you add little to no learning from those bad choices… not good.
@Roger, interesting story. Nurses make pretty good money don’t they? I wonder what the hooking is about? Is it possible she has an expensive habit to support?
ROTFLMAO, just tell me what you really think ;-D
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=girls+singing+about+building+a+brick+wall&&view=detail&mid=BDBCC791234AB854ADDFBDBCC791234AB854ADDF&&FORM=VDRVRV
There should be only two lines to this song:
Her: “I really should go”
Him: “Goodnight. I’ll see you out.”
I think it’s just an innocent song. Cheeky