From the Mouths of Rapists: The Lyrics of Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines

From the Mouths of Rapists: The Lyrics of Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines.

Fine lines, blurred lines, red lines, crossing lines – it’s all bullshit

There’s a lot of discussion at the moment about blurred lines & sexual harrassment.

It seems that some people cannot understand simple concepts, such as consent and the difference between wanted and unwanted attention. This, I do not understand, myself.

On a personal note (& this comes from someone who usually makes the first move, for some reason, I prefer that to having the first move made on me, perhaps it is a subconscious control thing), I usually ask first unless it is PRETTY OBVIOUS that it’s reciprocal and wanted. For me, the most important thing is not just consent, but ENTHUSIASTIC consent.

Blurred lines, and crossing lines and red lines, these phenomena happen when people push the boundaries of others, which is not ok. What’s wrong with clarity, it’s not that difficult, is it? Or is it just me? It seems very simple to me.