It's a good call. "Consent" as an English word has been hollowed out by the jargon weevils - it's now just a puff of puritanical poison, a little shape-shifter that, the moment it's called, takes on whatever lurid horror the moment requires. Witness the way consent is now treated amongst the lumbering hetero heavers. It represents nothing but an hysterical fear of the sex act, so that "consent" has to be obsessively restated before each thrust and parry, a verbal apotropaic to ward off any filthy loss of propriety. The one traditional, reliable, mutually agreeable way to shut a woman up was to shove your cock in her mouth -- but now we're attempting to replace that simple act of mercy with a prattling verbal agreement...it's enough to make you gag. |