Cleveland radio station bans Christmas song

I agree with the other justifications of the song, but I wanted to explore this. Are you saying that if a man requests sex, then a woman says no, it is sexual assault if he successfully persuades her (without force or duress) to change her mind?

I think that is an astounding proposition. Should that thought extend to other areas of life? If a car salesman tells me that the drop dead price on that car is $35k, I say no, and he points out that I won’t get a similar car at that price at any dealership in town, and then I say yes, was that wrong?

How long does the “no” to sex last? That night? That week? That month? That year? When can a man ask again?

Women are not children. They are free to change their minds when presented with different information whether that means a yes changes to no, or a no changes to yes.

Actually, they are better called “seasonal songs”: I counted a couple times, they run about 50% Secular Christmas, 40% Winter (and i am counting “A Few of my favorite things” here, but it’s not really- altho it does mention a lot of Winter things so why not?) and maybe 10% Religious Christmas, mostly Little drummer Boy and* Silent Night.*

We also get California Dreamin, which is a winter song of sorts.

So I hopped in the car tonight at 5:45 and had the rival Cleveland holiday music station on…first thing I heard was “Baby It’s Cold Outside”.

Finished my meeting and got back in the car at 7:30…heard that shit again.

Whee.

Except the Mouse continues the conversation, in exactly the same vein as before, and even in the same tone in most recordings.

Or it’s just part of the Game of Love, a game that both the Wolf and the Mouse know they’re playing, one that they both enjoy, and one whose desired results are well known to them both.

The song ends first. Movies cut away and go straight to the morning after, too.

Wolf and Mouse? That’s your analogy for a man and a woman? That’s pretty vomit-inducing.

…in the same film, Neptune’s Daughter. And Skelton’s character is likewise mostly concerned about what his mother will think. It’s a flirtation playing on social mores and expectations, not someone being forced to stay against her (or his) will.

Regarding the “what’s in this drink” line, I’m reminded of a scene from Kurt Weill’s Street Scene (1946) - one of the characters, Mae, comes back late from the date with her boyfriend who doesn’t want the date to end. Mae doesn’t either but doesn’t want to seem of easy virtue so she takes his flask of gin and swigs it, thus absolving her of any responsibility for what happens next (what happens next is quite a good song-and-dance number, “Moon Faced, Starry Eyed”, after which they run off). Even in my college years of mumble decades ago, young women in search of a sexual partner would often openly declare themselves to be “so wasted” to excuse their behavior. It’s a thin tissue of an excuse to allow the women to pretend that of course they’re not really promiscuous - it’s just the drink.

None of which excuses actual date rape of any sort, of course, nor intentionally getting someone drunk for nefarious purpose. In that vein, I always wonder why more people don’t complain about the Havana scene from Guys and Dolls in which the man is openly lying to the woman in order to get her stinking drunk. But I guess because the resultant song (“If I Were a Bell”) doesn’t contain any contentious lyrics and the characters don’t (IIRC) sleep together, it’s all acceptable comic fodder.

That’s the song’s analogy for the two parts. That’s how the two parts are identified on the printed score.

And as noted the song is also sometimes sung with the genders reversed.

Go complain to Frank Loesser. Who also wrote “Guys and Dolls”, since that’s been mentioned.

*Both *characters are wolves, of course, but the rules of the game require one to pretend to be a mouse.

I’ve always like the song especially done by Dino.

What kind of irks me about this whole conversation is that no one mentions the modern songs playing on the radio. The same people that complain about “Baby It’s Cold Outside” being “rapey” are the same ones (I know, not all) that listen to songs that use the “N” word, call women whores, allude to rape, murder, beatings, etc. Yet “Baby It’s Cold Outside” is banned!!!

  1. You do not know what percentage of people object to both and
  2. “Why don’t you all complain about that over there too!” Maybe being able to stay on topic is considered a virtue in some places. Where is your thread about those other songs, if you think it is just as important a topic?

Really? It’s just my opinion as in My Humble Opinion.

That pretty much establishes that the song itself has a reprehensible point of view.

It isn’t “rape-y”. It’s seduce-y. By *both *characters.

I agree

Canada’s left wing, government owned and dictated CBC, radio and TV, have also banned the song. Coming from them it doesn’t surprise me.

As for the song, my wife and I both agree that’s she’s making him work. How much does he want her to stay. If he does, then he had better show it.
Where I live a local station is playing it at least once an hour. No doubt to rub it in the faces of the offended ones.

IMNSHO, the creepiest seasonal song is “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus”

Every year, American culture embarks on a massive project to carefully recreate the Christmases of Baby Boomers’ childhoods.

“Baby, It’s Cold Outside” was written in 1944, putting it right in or just before the high period for “traditional Christmas music” in the modern American culture. Therefore, questioning its morality is questioning Traditional Christmas Values, the Christmas all Americans are assumed, through sheer bull-headed chronological imperialism on the part of the most fat-headed old people, to have adored and valued their whole lives.

In short, if you think this song is questionable, you might as well crucify Santa Claus and feed Rudolph to the wood chipper.

My holiday observances will not be diminished if any given song or film is never played again.

That last time I saw that type of logic used was the student courtroom scene in Animal House.