Rape is bad. Let there be no doubt about it. A man (or woman) entering or otherwise sexually abusing and molesting the body of a woman (or man) against her (or his) will is in my mind a disgusting and unforgivable crime. I am thankful for every law that is passed to punish committers of rape and to help the victims. I even remember making a little victory dance once my country decided it was forbidden by law to rape your spouse. Strangely enough, prior to that law you were allowed to rape someone once you were married to that person. Bad thing indeed.
However, since I started writing I’ve read a lot of feminist blogs and discussions concerning rape. And it made me think things over again. Some feminists seem to think that sex should always be completely intended, deliberate, controlled and chosen for. Please submit your request for sex handwritten and signed on the dotted line. There is a thing like taking things a bit too far. Sex should be fun, not something that has to be negotiated over for ages.
But if rape is bad and being way too paranoid about it is also bad, than what exactly are the boundaries of that what’s in between? When exactly does sex turn into rape? This may sound pretty easy to distinguish, but I personally find it isn’t. I will try to illustrate this issue with some possible real life situations through the point of view of a girl.
Suppose you are drunk. Heavily. And somehow you end up with a man. He is also drunk. You hardly know what you are doing. The two of you have sex. The next morning you regret you did. So was it rape? Did that man take advantage of you? Some might state that you have been raped. But when he was drunk as well, isn’t this just something that happens? Something you may dislike to have done, but in the end isn’t such a big deal?
Or what if you weren’t drunk? What if you went home with a guy perfectly sober with the intention to have a one night stand. You start making out and know it’s soon going to happen. However, suddenly you don’t really feel like it. To avoid an awkward situation you decide to have sex anyway. Is it rape or not? The man can’t help it that you refrain from telling him to stop in this particular situation, or could he?
Another issue comes along when you are in a relationship. Suppose you don’t really feel like having sex, but your partner really wants to? You don’t tell him you’re not feeling up to it, but you just let him have his way. It doesn’t hurt, although it’s against your true will. Is it rape?
I have experienced all of the described examples personally. And I don’t feel molested in any way. Nevertheless, a true purist might conclude I was in fact letting myself be raped, because technically speaking it did involve involuntary sex.
This made me think: is there a point in involuntary sex that could be called voluntary rape?
Sometimes it’s just easier to go through with sex than to say stop. Sometimes the fact that you may not fully and completely choose to have sex simply doesn’t really matter. Sex should be something sacred and special, absolutely, but sometimes things just happen.
What bothers me is that certain feminist activists might get very mad at me right now. They’ll say I’m stimulating rape by not saying no consistently. They’ll say I’m agreeing with rape for not teaching men when to stop. But how can something be wrong if I don’t mind it happening?
If I choose to have sex against my wish. If I willingly participate in what I call voluntary rape. Am I being the stupidest person ever or am I just being human?
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i think you’re just being human… i share your sentiments on all of the above!
Left by amy on Monday, December 3rd, 2007