…love a Sailor.
Almost undoubtedly, this is not true.
Now, I admit that I have not researched the subject extensively, but I believe that if my mother had any daughters they would have been told to stay as far away from Sailors as they could get.
Nothing against Sailors, don’t get me wrong.
It’s just that I grew up in an age when one avoided rudeness and inappropriateness.
So if a nice girl were found to be unaccountably starting a family… When fault was assigned, as fault would most assuredly be, it would be assigned not to the by now wisely floating around the other side of the world Sailor, but to the nice girl who had disobeyed her mother and consorted with him.
The whole issue of sexual encounters seemed less around morality (unless being bandied around as a topic in a sermon) as
Well, these days, by applying Available Options, 1 and 3 can be avoided by the wise and self controlled.
Detection doesn’t seem to be an issue in many parts of western society although if one is considering being Born Again, the Facilitator is likely teaching otherwise. Doubtless all those people begatting each other at the beginning of the Bible were only doing so to move the plot along, and had certificates.
What I’m actually leading up to, but haven’t seemed to be able to smoothly introduce, is how our Universities are handling the changing situation.
In my day, the big fuss was that the University was being sued by a Condom company. As I recall, the bid selection was made by what it was claimed by the losing bidder to be unqualified young female students.
I could digress into talking about the defence of extensive product testing. However, I am scared of my wife and will move on despite the lost comedic opportunities.
After extensive research (checking in with a student at a university whom and which shall not be named), I have discovered that the latest potential for lawsuits against universities is:
Or lack of it.
Thorny enough issue these days, even without people whizzing in from cultures and the United States, from all around the world. The concept of No meaning No, or of even asking, is alien to some in Canada also.
So First Year University Student Orientation includes a chatty session on Consent.
I know this is a serious issue, please don’t get me wrong.
But imagine how you would phrase it if YOU had to present the topic to a wild variety of young students away from home with diverse plans of their own.
You would have to balance Protecting the University, with Academic …ummm… Freedom. If you had a conscience you might even want to protect the students.
I support Employment Equity, but one of my happiest memories is of an exhaustingly politically correct speaker talking about unnecessary restrictions on women being firefighters in Ontario (a White Boys Club if ever there were one).
She took 10 seconds to say how good the firefighters are in South Korea. And then ten minutes to say it was despite most of them being, by our standards, on average, being …ummm.. short.
Imagine her talking on this topic instead.
I’ll leave you to work out how you would phrase it, if you were the presenter of the joys of Consent to a bunch of first year University students away from home for the first time, without turning the whole speech into a Monty Python farce. Pay particular attention to:
At precisely which critical juncture of the Sexual Endeavour the lucky couple, or, Heavens, threesome, should adjourn to agree further progress; and more importantly,
Who was going to rush over to the Administration Building and pick up the Official Consent Form in both Official, plus 63 other, languages represented on Campus; and equally importantly,
Who was going to witness the signatures at 2.30 in the morning; and after all that-
Who was still going to be in the mood?