The Christmas song I hate the most

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One of my favorite things about Christmas is the music. Even when I feel bah humbug, listening to Christmas songs and carols returns my mind to the peace and joy of Advent. There is, however, one Christmas song which is absolutely repugnant to me. I’ve never understood why people, especially women, sang it. I’ve never understood how people can listen to it and not at least go, Ummmmm……. The song in question? Baby, It’s Cold Outside.

IT’S. ABOUT. DATE. RAPE. Seriously! It is no less than a glorification/laughing off/really uncomfortable singing about date rape all in the name of the baby Jesus’s birthday. For those of you not familiar with the song, here and here. I really don’t understand how anyone could read the lyrics or hear the song and not see it as a song about date rape. Let’s break it down.

I really can’t stay.

Thank you, and good night! Seriously. That should be the end of it. Song over. *sigh* But I suppose we can indulge this a little longer. After all, this song did win an Academy Award. Different time. Different levels of what was acceptable culturally. Let’s just brush past the lines that imply that this is what she really wants because the “excuses” she’s giving are all about what everyone else will think. Such a cock tease!

Say, what’s in this drink?

Okay. There. Even if he didn’t actually drug the drink, he made it strong enough to incapacitate her. He can’t get her to willingly stay, so he’s going to try to arrange the conditions which will prevent her from leaving. Obviously, she can’t be persuaded through words and charm, so let’s drunk this bitch up! But, Julie, you say, She chose to take the drink and keep drinking. If she’s drunk and incapacitated, isn’t that her fault? Sure, rape apologist. Let’s go with your thing. It was stupid of her to trust this man to not incapacitate her so he could take advantage.

The answer is no.

That’s it. End of story. She is not giving, as my oldest and professionally loud friend, Beth, would call, enthusiastic consent. Quite the opposite. N. O….. No. A word so easy to understand that it is used throughout toddlerhood.

Of course, that’s not the end of the song. He keeps at it, eventually ending the song in unison, with the implication that *giggle giggle* *wink* *nudge*


Last Christmas, Keegan-Michael Key and Jordan Peele addressed this on their show, Key & Peele. Never before had I seen or heard of anyone calling this song out for what it is. Enjoy!