Let’s be clear, since the “defense of the song that sounds like a date rape in progress” posts have begun:
I know the historical context of Baby It’s Cold Outside. But if you think context doesn’t change in 70 years and that in this era of Bill Cosby ‘hey what’s in this drink’ isn’t creepy, if you think that in this era of Harvey Weinstein the constant barrage of pushing past a woman’s insistent no doesn’t have a different context for at least some listeners then I’m not sure what to tell you.
I don’t dislike the song because I know its history. I dislike it because of how it sounds in today’s contexts. I dislike it because my girlfriend’s drink was drugged in a bar and that was a terrifying night. I dislike it because I’ve had guys treat me the way that song sounds, and it makes my skin crawl.
The corollary to Let People Enjoy Things is Let People Not Enjoy Things. Not everyone needs to like what you do. Songs don’t have one universal meaning. That’s the great thing about art: it means different things to different people. If you enjoy it, I don’t understand that, but fine. Just don’t frame it as though everyone who hates the song does so because we just don’t understand the song’s history.
“The corollary to Let People Enjoy Things is Let People Not Enjoy Things. Not everyone needs to like what you do.”
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