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Came upon this column written by a sorority cupcake. I get the feeling that she’s getting a whiff that this whole “rape culture” hysteria on campus is going to have a big impact on cupcakes when the guys, especially fraternities, decide that cupcakes aren’t worth the danger. She’s trying to thread the needle that is isn’t consensual sex (ie regret, etc), but not quite rape. Maybe just a little rapey. Doesn’t that sound so much better?

TLDR: OMG, girls! We need to quit calling everything rape as that might impact us socially and we can’t have that. It is just sex after all, no big deal.

I rolled out of bed around noon that day, in celebration of it being Saturday. After no fewer than 13 hours of drinking, I ended up at my friend Matt’s house. I had been flirting with him all night–and arguably all of my college career.

Thirteen hours of drinking? That screams problem right there. I have spent many an evening/night getting plastered, but I’ve never spent literally over a half day doing it. The majority of women are light weights when it comes to drinking so I’m going to hazard a guess that most of this drinking was extended sipping on a couple of drinks. If she had been seriously drinking, she would probably have been passed out well before she gets to her friend Matt’s house.

He wasn’t traditionally good-looking, but he was a notorious charmer with some serious bad boy in him that made him weirdly hot in a not-hot way.

So she’s hanging out with a guy that looks like he has some decent game. Of course, he probably knows the nature of women and knows that caring about women romantically is a fast way to get the pussy to dry up. Better to pump and dump, which makes him even more mysterious and exciting. So she felt it was wrong to be with him, but stayed.

He interrupted my inner conflict with something that would have way more weight years later.

“I feel like you want me to make a move, just so you can turn me down,” he said.

Probably very true. Cupcakes want the power of rejection. But since he spun her hamster…

This was exciting. This was fun. But this was also really, really weird, and ultimately, not a road I wanted to go down. I couldn’t decide if the excitement and lust in the air would win over the pit in my stomach. It wasn’t until he grabbed a condom that I really knew how I felt. I was not okay with this. I did not want to have sex with him.

But I did.

Cupcakes have no idea what they want, so how are we supposed to know? All she had to do was say “no”, get up and walk out. She didn’t want to have sex with him but did of her own free will.

I felt an obligation, a duty to go through with it. I felt guilty for not wanting to. I wasn’t a virgin. I’d done this before. It shouldn’t have been a big deal–it’s just sex–so I didn’t want to make it one.

For you lurkers, two points: First, cupcakes always operate in a contradictory mode. They want, then they don’t want, and then they get upset because they didn’t get what they wanted. Even more importantly, read the bolded text. Sex is no big deal, so just give it up when you feel like to whomever you want. Doesn’t that make you feel special knowing that when your cupcake is banging other guys, it is just sex and shouldn’t be made into a big deal?

So there you have it, the current “rape culture” hysteria on college explained by college cupcakes. They are having sex with guys they don’t want to because, well, it is just easier than saying no. For guys, it is better to avoid them because some of the cupcakes want to get the rape victim cred, like the cupcake lugging her mattress around campus. Plus, this is consistent with the “it’s just sex, not a big deal” attitude that modern cupcakes have, kind of like having lunch with people you don’t like. For you lurkers, doesn’t this make you warm and tingly, knowing that your special snowflake getting all her holes stuffed is no big deal, it was just sex, nothing to worry about or have concern with.

We just feel like we got the short end of the stick, and that sometimes, we have to do something we don’t want to do, out of politeness or social obligation. So why bring it up? Why risk wrongfully tagging a guy with a serious, heavy label he doesn’t deserve? And more importantly, why risk being wrongfully tagged as “the girl who cried rape,” when we’re not trying to say it was rape at all? We’re saying we don’t know what it was.

Money quote bolded. This article comes from “Total Sorority Move” which means she has connection to the Greek life on campus as well as the general social life of college. With the whole “rape culture” hysteria starting to take off, I’m sure a lot of guys are starting to avoid cupcakes on campus. Better safe than sorry. Notice how she says “the girl who cried rape.” You know that every guy on campus would avoid her after that, not wanting to be the subject of her next charges.

What caught my attention is the fact that she’s trying to thread the needle by not belittling the “rape culture” narrative while at the same time saying a big problem is women willingly having sex they didn’t want to have. Objectively, from her little vignette, the guy thought he had the green light. At no point did she say “no”, push back, or do anything other than indicate that she was good to go. I mean when the condom came out, that would have been the point to say, “no, I’ve got to go.” Problem solved. But she didn’t because she felt “obligated”. Now he’s unaware that he’s going to potentially have his life fucked up if she ever decides it was rape and she reports him. I am guessing that the men avoiding cupcakes on campus just for this reason is going to skyrocket. Who wants a rape bomb just waiting to go off.

So a couple of final points for you lurkers. You saw the hamster spinning round and round. Right from cupcake’s own mouth, she freely had sex she didn’t want to have, even if she gave you all the right signals. Unless you are paying her (pro or amateur), anytime you have sex with a modern cupcake comes with the risk that she might decide it was rape at some later point. Even a signed contract won’t help you.

Finally, these modern cupcakes are saying “it’s just sex, no big deal.” Do you really want to wife one of these cupcakes up? You’re better off just pumping and dumping, like Matthew. Notice also that Matthew didn’t take her out for any fancy meals or really do anything for her, just let her into his room.

Morale of the Story: Avoid cupcakes in general and college cupcakes in particular to keep your freedom, reputation, academic record, and money intact. Let them be strong and independent without you.

did the whole world go insane or is it just me?

she wants the power to accuse a man of rape that she consented to sex with, but she also wants the power to handwave rape away if it suits her.

does anyone else see this? fuck the 10% of m&ms meme (which was never true in the first place), this is across the multiverse of insanity.