Excuse me, I came here for an argument…?
Yes, man george. Bestowed upon me by an old girlfriend (and her best friend) years ago. They’d giggle and act all mysterious when I asked where it came from. :dubious:
What about pregnancy and health complications for the mother and baby?
Assuming the OPer is male and not sterile, and further that neither he nor RLC wouldn’t have access to effective birth control for the duration of their [possibly very long] stay on the island, pregnancy would be a great risk.
So if the OPer insisted on sexual intercourse as opposed to other sexual activities that wouldn’t result in pregnancy, he’d be endangering Cook’s life. In pre-industrial times, roughly one woman in ten would die during or immediately following childbirth.
Then there’s the health of the baby[ies] to consider. Would you be able to provide a nutritionally-balanced diet to RLC – including folic acid? Pregnancy minus the required amount of folic acid is a great recipe for a baby with spina bifida, you know…
that’s… creative.
First off, if he’s hunting wild pigs, then he can make condoms from their intestines. Second, the only reason childbirth was so dangerous in pre-industrial times was that folks were dangerously ignorant about what causes disease. Assuming that he can figure out some way to wash his hands given at least nine months on the island, childbirth should be reasonably safe.
Don’t women stop menstruating once they get below a certain percentage of body fat, like pro atheletes do? Assuming Rachel is already reasonably slim, you could just… not indulge her so much.
How’s the death rate for middle-aged unskilled civilised Westerners trying to hunt wild animals with improvised weapons in unfamiliar surroundings? Trivial enough that we can take it as read that it’s his duty to assume the responsibility for feeding a helpless female in addition to himself and receive nothing in return? Or half a dozen helpless females?
You guys never watched that historical dicumentary, The Blue Lagoon? If a couple of (barely) teenagers can handle parenthood, Rache and the OP (adults both) should have no real trouble.
Has it been established that the OP is indeed male? Or that the object of this fantasy is, for that matter, female?
Hmmm?
Forget about Rachel Leigh Cook!
Try for Kelly Brook(SFW, sort of).
If you’ve seen the terrible, terrible, Survival Island, you’ll know you’ve made the right choice.
OK so you may be attacked by Billy Zane, BUT, c’mon you get to have sex with KELLY BROOK!
Good point. Blue Lagoon and Blue Lagoon 2 would have been greatly improved by being combined. Get rid of Christopher Atkins and Brian Krause and have Brooke Shields stranded on the island with Milla Jovovich. Much better movie.
I’m not going back through the thread again, but I don’t remember anybody pointing out something quite obvious to me: The assumption in the OP is that she is going to acquiesce. So that means, you never actually left her to die, even if there were a law against it.
And, anyways, it’s not against the law to lie, which you can not only claim you were doing, but most likely were doing. It would take a rather psychopathic person to sit there and watch someone starve to death, even if she wasn’t as hot as Cook.
Hardly. The mere knowledge of what causes disease and infection isn’t very effective in a situation in which infection takes hold. “Washing” your hands in seawater is better than nothing, but it’s hardly meeting the modern hospital standard for cleanliness. Unless our island-dwellers are able to create soap or soap-like substitutes (from plant roots or animal fats processed with ash-derived lye), they won’t have any soap. And unless they’re resourceful enough to extract penicillin from bread mold (unlikely, even if “bread mold” isn’t strictly limited to bread), they won’t have access to even the most basic antibiotic. Maybe they could find some wild garlic or onions; they have some mildly anti-bacterial properties.
Sometimes, but I wouldn’t count on that any more than the rhythm method. Besides, it’d probably take some months before she reached that point. And if they miscalculated and she got pregnant anyway, while suffering malnutrition, that’d be a very bad situation for both mother and baby.
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I didn’t say anything along the lines of “nothing in return” – if you read my post, you’d see I was arguing that insisting on vaginal intercourse (pointedly in contrast to other sexual favors) could constitute reckless endangerment.
By the time any hypothetical childbirth occurs, they’ve been on the island for at least nine months. That’s plenty of time to make soap. If they don’t already have sources of both ash and animal fat, then they’ve probably died of something or other already, like malnutrition or exposure.
I did read your post, but it also seems to me that people are quite happy with recklessly endangering the male’s life, and that was the major thrust of my argument. Still, do I take it then that your objection is founded solely on health risks attendant to pregnancy and childbirth, and our hero is within his rights to demand a daily BJ, and possibly a little buttsecks from time to time, in return for sharing the proceeds of his hunting?
The movie Swept Away, by the fine Italian director Lina Wertmuller, has a similar plot where an uncouth near-illiterate Italian Southern deckhand is washed up alone with a rich blue-eyed Northern Italian (these geographic stereotypes mean things there often). I won’t add more at the risk of spoilers.
I was going to say not to worry about spoilers because they already did an American remake. But then I remembered that nobody has seen the remake.
Agreed, but I suspect the real limiting factor re. soap is whether either of these two would know enough about how soap is made to succeed in it. Anyone care to hazard a guess as to what percentage of modern America could retro-engineer a bar of Dial (okay, not Dial, given all the chemical additives, but you know what I mean – Dove, maybe; that’s supposed to be purer) if their life depended on it?
Far be it for me to interject in so intrusive a way between our two sub-rosa co-contractees. For all we know, he might prefer cocoa-butter full-body massages, sea-grape anal beads and the right to go down on her now and then… 
Only this “spoiler”: everyone who did see the remake (professional movie critics, plus the director’s mother) said it was absolutely horrible.
There’s no such thing as an unclaimed island. Even the smallish islet mostly covered by water during high tides belongs to some country or another. So, there will be an issue of legality in any case.
Note by the way that even in a country with a legal duty to help a person in danger (like here in France) I’m unconvinced that a crime would be commited in this situation, since it involves giving food, and as pointed out by other posters nobody ever arrested me for not giving something to someone asking in the street for a couple euros to eat. But maybe it could be prosecuted, assuming that it’s fairly easy to get food (but unfortunately the other person has two arms and two legs broken and can’t move) and you let the person starve. There would be a requirement at least to call for help on behalf of this person, but being stranded on an island makes it impossible. So, still non obvious even with such laws in existence.
A bar of Dove? Nobody but a handful of chemical engineers. But you could get something functional by just mixing ash and fat together over a fire.
This thread reminds me of an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond where Ray learned a hard lesson about trying to withold sex from his wife.