Baby, It’s a Feminist Song

With the ridiculous victimological circus going on and on about the evils of “Baby, It’s Cold Outside,” NPR has noted that some stations banning the song have faced a thunder of complaints from the folks who are fed up with the political correctness. I really like this article in Variety that points out the song is not about an aggressive male, but rather, the song is written to describe a gal grappling with the double standards faced by women at the time the song was written.

Taken maybe a smidgeon more seriously than its creator intended, “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” is the story of a woman doing battle — not with a guy who won’t take no for an answer, but with the expectations of a society that won’t take yes for an answer. The most critical word in the whole piece is “ought,” as in, “I ought to say no, no, no sir.” She isn’t trying to fend off advances — she is mouthing excuses so she can “at least… say that I tried.” He won’t face judgment sneaking home, whereas she can tick off at least three family members who’ll notice when she sneaks in after hours. It’s not just the kinfolk but a nation of suspicious minds there at the door, waiting to sniff the cigarettes, booze and boys on her breath. At least two out of three of which she is explicitly the one asking for, by the way: “maybe just a cigarette more,” she requests, along with “maybe just half a drink more.” She is not being plied with alcohol — she is plying herself, with intoxicating stalling tactics she hopes will make the “spell” of romance and sexual chemistry finally out-loom the specter of the family scowling behind the porch light.

So, feminists should be celebrating this song, right? But the collective-female emoting contingent has no time for listening and carefully understanding what is really happening with the song, because the facts won’t advance their agenda. Piling on with #MeToo propaganda is much more effective with their one-sound-bite-at-a-time, social media audience.


8:29 am on December 6, 2018