For the price of four Ubers and a little PC lingo he picked up from the mandatory sexual-assault-prevention sessions he had to sit through in college, he’s finagled two complete booty calls with a hot older woman (that’s how 30 looks when you’re a guy that age) who doesn’t mind having instant sex with a complete stranger. And now he’s back on Tinder — but with a 22-year-old this time! Talk about a fig-balsamic reduction!
I have some ideas for Ms. Sender. Here’s one: You can lead a horse into your bedroom but you can’t make him call you the next day.
Here’s another: A “culture of care for the other person, of seeing and honoring another’s humanity and finding ways to engage in sex while keeping our humanity intact” used to be known as waiting until marriage. As the old Yiddish saying went, “no chuppah, noschtuppa.”
But that’s patriarchal repression of a woman’s sexuality, and we can’t have that.
“Consent” means whatever a woman wants it to mean at the moment, because equality.
You know, you can make a pretty strong argument for patriarchy just based on how fragile and gullible women are according to feminists.