From a New York Times review of The Hunting Ground, an indie film not likely to soon appear at a theater near you, but that could be required viewing if you are male and happen to attend a college with heightened sexual sensitivities because of the Obama Administration’s targeted extortion of colleges where the feminist meme that ‘all rape is sex’ plays well:
Though the subject has been explored in depth by some publications, the response testified to the power of film. At the premiere here on Friday, audience members repeatedly gasped as student after student spoke on camera about being sexually assaulted — and being subsequently ignored or run through endless hoops by college administrators concerned about keeping rape statistics low.
“The power on that status quo side, you’re going to see it in response to this film,” said Senator Barbara Boxer, Democrat of California, at a related panel discussion on Saturday. She added, “Believe me, there will be fallout.”
I bet the people in the audience who were gasping weren’t heterosexual male athletes. If there were any males at all, they were most likely metrosexually inclined men seeking to appear sensitive to the concerns of women in order that they could have sex with them, too stupid to realize that even if they successfully mated with the type of female who would gasp at a film like this, the female would likely still regret it in the morning, and claim she was raped.
There don’t seem to be many expose-type films being made that explore the rampant disregard that the ‘sex is rape’ crowd has for the rights of the accused.
At this stage in the gender wars, which women have been resolutely winning ever since a post-Industrial service economy arose to make them economically independent and the Pill and abortion on demand provided them sexual liberty, all sexual encounters are assaults, unless proved otherwise, and all heterosexual men are guilty, until proved innocent.
There, however, is delicious irony in that this latest vestige of the crusade against heterosexual men targets the higher education haunts that have tried the hardest to craft female-centric and welcoming images. According to the review, the movie attacks Harvard and Notre Dame and North Carolina. Could there be any greater bastion of female-animated political correctness in the world than the average highly regarded coed institution of higher education, outside of an all girl school?
What all this amounts to is a bunch of poor little rich white girls who want to be completely absolved of blame for their bad social choices. Sexual assault and rape is always a matter of intent, and claiming sexual assault or rape is seen as one way to protect an otherwise sullied reputation, or to exact revenge for being rejected. It’s an ages-old strategy. The Bible tells of Joseph being accused of rape after turning down the advances of the wife of Potiphar, an official in Pharaoh’s court who had employed him to run his household. Atticus Finch defended Tom in To Kill a Mockingbird from the charge that he’d raped a white woman, when it was she who had tried to entice him and then felt the need to make excuses to her daddy for having tried to seduce a black man. (Not unlike the rich little white girl who seduced Jameis Winston, and then regretted it later.)
Women want to have the freedom to leverage their sexuality to manipulate men in order to increase their social standing, while being absolved from blame when things don’t work out as they intend. A whole repertoire of their behaviors is specifically directed at sexually titillating and teasing men, to which the men are to respond only as the women desire. But when men fail to rise to the bait of their provocative attire, uninhibited drunkeness and willingness to be secreted away for time alone (all of which are things that Jameis Winston’s accuser did, including hopping on the back of his motor scooter), they suffer disappointment almost as great as they feel the next day when they do. Unlike dogs, who any dog owner well knows aren’t to be teased for fear of attack, men are expected to endure limitless female provocations like Spartan guards under attack from Persia.
The Hunting Game is overkill. Women long ago won the gender wars. They have always been better than the equal of men (lest there be any doubt, consider how many men relative to women have been killed in combat through the years–men are cannon fodder, women are included among the spoils of victory–which is more valuable, do you suppose?). Women have always had control, in that somewhat vulgar locker room phrase, “over all the pussy and half the money”. Now that they also have control over all the money if they desire, their victory is complete; films like The Hunting Game are only for consolidation and celebration.
I acknowledge that I haven’t seen this film, and am relying on the New York Times review for my observations. But the New York Times effectively functions as the megaphone for ‘sex is rape’ crowd. Pretty much anything the NYTimes bestows with laudatory praise in the realm of gender relations is virtually certain to be an attack on heterosexual men somehow.