NOTE: This is the second installment of The Myth of Warren Farrell, a continuing series examining Farrell’s The Myth of Male Power, the most influential book in the Men’s Rights canon. You can see the first post here.
Men’s Rights elder Warren Farrell has been accused of being a “rape apologist,” largely because of one now-notorious sentence he wrote in The Myth of Male Power:
We have forgotten that before we began calling this date rape and date fraud, we called it exciting.
This sentence is at least as puzzling as it is disturbing. Calling date rape “exciting” is pretty foul. But what on earth is “date fraud?”
To find out, let’s do what Farrell’s supporters insist we always do with his more troubling remarks: look at it in context to see if it is somehow more defensible – or, at the very least, to see if we can discern what exactly is is he even meant.
Looking at the sentence in context in The Myth of Male Power, we find that it appears in the midst of a long discussion not only of date rape but also of a number of other dating-related behaviors that Farrell claims traumatize men in the same way date rape traumatizes women. So let’s back up a bit to let him spell out his basic premises — and define what “date fraud” is in the first place:
While the label “date rape” has helped women articulate the most dramatic aspect of dating from women’s perspective, men have no labels to help them articulate the most traumatic aspects of dating from their perspective. Now, of course, the most traumatic aspect is the possibility of being accused of date rape by a woman to whom he thought he was making love. If men did label the worst aspects of the traditional male role, though, they might label them “date robbery,” “date rejection,” “date responsibility,” “date fraud,” and “date lying.” (p.313, The Myth of Male Power, 1993 hardcover edition)
He proceeds from here to some Men’s Rights subreddit-style man-whinging:
The worst aspect of dating from the perspective of many men is how dating can feel to a man like robbery by social custom – the social custom of him taking money out of his pocket, giving it to her, and calling it a date. To a young man, the worst dates feel like being robbed and rejected. Boys risk death to avoid rejection (e.g., by joining the Army).(p. 314)
I think Farrell is confusing “the Army” with “the French Foreign Legion” and real life with Laurel and Hardy movies.
Evenings of paying to be rejected can feel like a male version of date rape. (p. 314)
Yep. Paying for a woman’s dinner and having a pleasant conversation with her, only to have her refuse to have sex with you, is in Farrell’s mind just like being raped.
Having dealt with date robbery and rejection, Farrell moves on to date fraud and lying:
If a man ignoring a woman’s verbal “no” is committing date rape, then a woman who says “no” with her verbal language but “yes” with her body language is committing date fraud. And a woman who continues to be sexual even after she says “no” is committing date lying.
Do women still do this? Two feminists found the answer is yes. Nearly 40 percent of college women acknowledged they had said “no” to sex even “when they meant yes.” In my own work with over 150,000 men and women – about half of whom are single – the answer is also yes. Almost all single women acknowledge they have agreed to go back to a guy’s place “just to talk” but were nevertheless responsive to his first kiss. Almost all acknowledge they’ve recently said something like “That’s far enough for now,” even as her lips are still kissing and her tongue is still touching his. (P 314)
Uh, Dr. Farrell, I’m pretty sure that women are still allowed to say no to sex even if they are kissing a man. Either partner, of whatever gender, is allowed to stop sexual activity at whatever point they want to, for whatever reason they want to. That how consent works.
And now we come to Farrell’s famous quote:
We have forgotten that before we began calling this date rape and date fraud, we called it exciting. (pp. 314-315)
It still doesn’t make sense to me, but that combination of “date rape” and “exciting” makes me queasy.
Perhaps the rest of Farrell’s paragraph will help to elucidate what he means:
Somehow, women’s romance novels are not titled He Stopped When I Said “No”. They are, though, titled Sweet Savage Love, in which the woman rejects the hand of her gentler lover who saves her from the rapist and marries the man who repeatedly and savagely rapes her. It is this “marry the rapist” theme that not only turned Sweet Savage Love into a best-seller but also into one of women’s most enduring romance novels. (p. 315)
Oh, so because some women enjoy fictionalized rape fantasies, real non-fictional date rape is therefore “exciting?”
Farrell follows this up, confusingly, with two sentences that utterly contradict one another:
It is important that a woman’s “noes” be respected and her “yeses” be respected. And it is also important when her nonverbal “yeses” (tongues still touching) conflict with those verbal “noes” that the man not be put in jail for choosing the “yes” over the “no.” He might just be trying to become her fantasy. (p. 315)
Three things. First: If the “conflict” is as Farrell sketched it out above — a woman saying “that’s far enough for now,” while kissing with “tongues still touching” — there is no conflict. Kissing, with tongues or without, does not give a man permission to put his penis in a woman. Reciprocal kissing gives you permission for … reciprocal kissing.
Second: when the alleged nonverbal “yeses” and the verbal “noes” conflict – or you think they do – here’s an idea: RESPECT THE VERBAL NOES. Err on the side of NOT-RAPE. If she says no, assume she means no, until she uses ACTUAL WORDS to say yes. Strange but true: woman can actually USE HUMAN LANGUAGE to express what they want. If a guy doesn’t respect a woman’s verbal “noes” because he thinks — or pretends to himself — that she’s saying “yes” with her body, how exactly can the law distinguish this from rape?
“Your honor, it’s true she told me no, but her elbows were saying “yes.””
Also: if your gal and you want to play out “nonconsensual” fantasies, that’s fine; lots of people do that — consensually. You just need to work out the basic rules and safewords in advance. There are entire subcultures of people devoted to this who will be happy to fill you in on the details. Really. They are very chatty.
Third: Do you all find it as creepy as I do that Farrell tends to sketch out these various rapey scenarios in the steamy prose of a second-rate romance novelist?
If you’re an MRA convinced I’m somehow misquoting Farrell here, here’s a screencap of most of the passages I just quoted which someone on the Men’s Rights subreddit helpfully posted some time ago. Or you could get hold of Farrell’s book and check for yourself.
Oh, but I’m not done yet. I’ve got even more context to provide.
Farrell tries his best to draw some sort of distinction between date rape and stranger-with-a-knife-rape:
We often hear, “Rape is rape, right?” No. A stranger forcing himself on a woman at knife point is different from a man and woman having sex while drunk and having regrets the morning. What is different? When a woman agrees to a date, she does not make a choice to be sexual, but she does make a choice to explore sexual possibilities. The woman makes no such choice with a stranger or an acquaintance. (p. 315)
So going on a date with someone and ostensibly making a “choice to explore sexual possibilities” means that it’s ok for people to force sex on you against your will later in the evening? Uh, Dr. Farrell, how exactly is this not rape? How does the fact that two people went to a movie beforehand turn coerced sex into not-real-rape?
You’ll have to ask Dr. Farrell that question, as his explanation makes no sense whatsoever to me.
A few pages down the road, Farrell warns about the dangers of “date rape” legislation in hyperbolic terms, arguing, bizarrely, that it will lead to more rape.
If the law tries to legislate our “yeses” and “noes” it will produce “the straitjacket generation” – a generation afraid to flirt, fearful of finding its love notes in a court suit. Date rape legislation will force suitors and courting to give way to courts and suing.
The empowerment of women lies not in the protection of females from date rape, but in resocializing both sexes to share date initiative taking and date paying so that both date rape and date fraud are minimized. We cannot end date rape by calling men “wimps” when they don’t initiate quickly enough, “rapists” when they do it too quickly, and “jerks” when they do it badly. If we increase the performance pressure only for men, we will reinforce men’s need to objectify women – which will lead to more rape. Men will be our rapists as long as men are our initiators.…
Laws on date rape create a climate of date hate. (p.340)
I don’t even know where to start with all that. That is just one giant steaming heap of nonsense. To put it as politely as I can.
Oh, in case you’re wondering, Farrell also thinks that a lot of what’s called spousal rape is really “mercy sex,” because people who are married to one another often have sex when they don’t want to — and that’s the way it should be, since “all good relationships require ‘giving in,’ especially when our partner feels strongly.” Sex you don’t want is just part of what makes a happy marriage happy!
The Ms. survey can call it a rape; a relationship counselor will call it a relationship.
Spousal rape legislation is blackmail waiting to happen. (p. 338)
So, does putting Farrell’s “we called it exciting” quote in context transform it into something innocent and understandable and not-rapey?
I think it’s pretty clear that the answer is no.
But not everyone agrees with me on that. When someone on the Man’s Rights subreddit recently provided some of the context for Farrell’s quote, the assembled Men’s Righsters mostly thought what he was saying sounded fine to them, arguing that he brings up some very legitimate points, attacking feminists for quote mining, suggesting that “feminists don’t reality” and that the Feminist machine slanders anyone who gets in their way. Heck, one fellow even suggested that he had gotten the distinct impression that Feminists want to create more instances of “rape-by-misunderstanding” in order to punish men. Oh, and then one of them attacked my previous post on Farrell’s disturbing views on incest.
You were still young in 08?. That’s some powerful positive attitude.
@Kittehserf:
I think the skunk is too busy harassing and cajoling the cat to want to date. I mean, too busy being a badass PUA to notice the skunk he’s chasing is just a cat with paint on her back. I mean… being a badass PUA that totally respects consent you guys, he’ll just keep pestering until he gets a yes. That’s how consent works, right?
The funny thing is that last time I was in LA multiple women hit on me, and I’m someone who’s usually read as straight. Based on friends of various sexes and orientations who I know who’ve spent time there, it’s not a difficult place to hook up. The bars are infested with guys like Eurosabra, though.
Kirby – oh jeez, I’d totally forgotten about Pepe le Pew when I wrote that!
I liked that cartoon when I was a kid, but oy, it really is creepy thinking about it now.
Not that Pepe ever got a yes. Bashed over the head with mallets and the like, iirc, but never a yes.
I’m now imagining an Orkin for PUAs. Does your bar or club have a PUA infestation? Want to clear that up before it drives all your female customers away? Call PUABeGone today.
@Kittehserf:
Yeah, I only just realized how bad it was. Pepe did not wait for a yes before groping and trying to make out with the cat, a lot of the jokes were based on him continuing to make out with thin air while the cat squeezed out and escaped.
*shiver*
At least I got the message that this was a bad thing to do, rather than think of him as a helpless romantic or something.
Eurosabra: You were still young in 08?. That’s some powerful positive attitude.
I was single in ’08. Are you telling us you are “young”. So young to be so skilled in “game” (if we are to believe what you tell us).
“Candyman, candyman, candyman.”
And then you say “Leave”
kirby: Eurosabra needs to pretend he gets informed (and enthusiastic) consent, because he admits to “mild gaslighting” when in, “pursuit of a yes”. As well he says he conceals aspects of his character; because women who know about those aspects might not want to sleep with him.
He says this is hunky-dory, and not at all dishonest.
No one is calling you, dude. Quite the opposite.
The fact that you don’t realize this does not bode well as far as your ability to recognize consent or the lack thereof is concerned.
No I’m.saying if YOU still thought of yourself as young in 08 that is some.powerful positive attitude. I’ve met young people of all ages.
…. Is this a random movie reference now? Cause there’s totally a movie where this woman says “candyman” in a mirror and it summons a dude like it would summon betelguise (too tired to spell) and then the dude kills another dude…
again i reiterate halp
Depression is not part of my character. It is an ailment whose presence in my life I decline to share with some partners.
You seem to believe I need to stigmatize myself to “be honest”.
Eurosabra: I don’t give a shit about your depression. You are the one who thinks it matters. You are the one who talks about “not stigmatising” yourself.
As to my being, “young” in ’08; 1: What does youth have to do with it… ah, I see, the “he was young in the ’70s, when sex was easy”. Got it. One, I was too young in the ’70s, and 2: I don’t think I’m old now.
Since I still have women in their 20s flirting with me I guess I’m doing ok in the, “not old” dept.
It must be tiring constructing all those “you want me to tell random women I’m trying to pick up about my depression” straw-people.
Again, I simply do not volunteer stigmatizing information in romantic/social situations, like my depression and my status as a terror survivor.
No one asked you to, or suggested that you should, so what’s your point?
Eurosabra: We don’t care what you tell a one night stand. You made it an issue,when you went out of your way to say that you had a hard time getting laid because you have to hide your depression.
You implied it was important, and you said you hid it.
That’s why we talk about it: you said you were being dishonest with people; by your own lights.
As I said, when it comes to running an approach you suck. You don’t know when keeping your mouth shut would help you.
Backing away from the PUA issue for a second, Eurosabra shouldn’t be teaching anyone anything that involves social skills, because his own social skills are terrible. You can’t teach someone things that you don’t have a firm grasp on yourself.
It’s Kirby’s Storytime once again, cause why not!
“Any questions?” The man called Enigma asked the audience. He’d just finished a lecture on Pickup Artistery, a collection of techniques that promised to enable practicioners (PickUp Artists, or PUAs for short) to seduce hot women and have sex with them. The lecture, he thought to himself, was brilliant as usual. Playing an audience was just like playing a woman; show self-confidence and superiority, alpha it up a bit with a few tales of his previous exploits, and top it all off with a little bait to get them crawling back.
Today was the biggie, the day when he hooked his young proteges with promises of what Pickup Artistry can do for them. “Pick any woman,” he explained, “Any woman at all, and I will show you how to get her into your pants.” The crowd was buzzing with excitement, and why wouldn’t they be? Enigma would reveal the secrets of his success, for a little compensation of course, and all of these young men’s wildest dreams would come true!
One hand was raised towards the back of the room. Enigma smiled. By the guy’s posture, position in the room, and slightly shaking arm, he could already tell the guy was most likely some timid beta, probably a virgin. Enigma would change that, in due time. “Yes,” Enigma pointed at the man. “You.”
The man lowered his arm and stood up, looking extremely nervous as he faced the grandmaster of seduction. “Umm, err, yeah. Hi, Enigma, sir.”
Enigma nodded, motioning for him to continue.
“Yeah, well, I actually… had one question about your… err, techniques.”
“Go ahead, I’ll answer what I can, but you won’t trick me into revealing them just yet.” Enigma smiled, and the audience laughed along. The guy cracked a smile too, and seemed to gain a little confidence.
“Right, well. You said before you could teach us how to sleep with any woman, right? Like, even women who didn’t want to?”
Enigma put on his most assuring grin. “That is correct. By the time I’m done with you, the ladies will be flocking towards you.”
“Right… Ok. Umm, doesn’t that sound a bit… I dunno… Rapey?”
Enigma froze at the word. The guy hastily tried to explain.
“Well, the way I see it, if some woman says they don’t want to sleep with me, and I do… whatever it is that you do, and then all of a sudden they are guarenteed to sleep with me, isn’t that kind of… forcing her?”
“No no no,” Enigma said, “You’ve got it all wrong. I’ll teach you how to make women say yes, you aren’t forcing them to do anything. They’ll do it willingly!”
“Well, that’s kinda my point. I mean, if you make them say yes, you’re still forcing them to do it, aren’t you?”
Enigma stopped, unsure how to proceed. The audience was growing visibly uncomfortable with the whole situation, but the man pressed on.
“Alright, take this as an example. Let’s say I wanted to have sex with you.”
“Well, of course, who wouldn’t?” The audience laughed again, though a bit hesitently this time.
“Right, but you didn’t want to have sex with me, and told me no. But then, I did some PUA magic and all of a sudden you wanted to have sex with me. Wouldn’t that make you a little… uncomfortable?”
Enigma frowned. This wasn’t going at all as planned. “Look, if a woman really didn’t want to have sex with you, no amount of convincing will force them to. I mean, most women will, but not all.”
The man looked like he was about to continue, but Enigma cut him off. “Thank you for the questions. If you are interesting in learning my techniques, I’ll be signing people up out front.” Even as he said this, Enigma knew he probably wouldn’t get many new students from this group. Oh well. Playing an audience was just like playing a woman; maybe the first, or second, or tenth, or hundredth one wouldn’t bite, but eventually someone would.
It’s like me going, OK, so I have no experience in cave diving, and also I suffer from claustrophobia, but I love to swim! Therefore I am going to give seminars on cave diving.
Anyone else find it creepy that Eurosabra always, and I mean always, has some sob story that he’s never mentioned before? Even if it might have been relevant?
And if he thinks I’m going to forget that what I said about revealing his depression was that it would be better to tell a long term partner before it came up the hard way…yeah Eurosabra, I’m not falling for your gaslighting, I know what I said, and I stand by it. Having your partner leave because ze can’t deal with the depression you never gave zir warning of? Hurts far more than never having a serious relationship in the first place. *the voice of experience*
What’s funny is that he expects us to believe that he doesn’t do (insert sketchy thing here) when he demonstrates all the same behaviors every single time he comments on this blog.
Kirby, I dropped links to your stories on Cloudiah’s blog. I don’t want her to miss them!
Thanks, katz! I’m glad people like them.