Go ahead and Kiss The Girl, if you dare

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Go ahead and Kiss The Girl, if you dare

I lived in beau­ti­ful Prince­ton, NJ, for almost exactly a quar­ter of a cen­tury. Except for fre­quently audit­ing classes and reg­u­larly attend­ing lec­tures and con­certs, I was not con­nected to the Uni­ver­sity, so I missed most of the polit­i­cally cor­rect angst going on on campus.

PC angst did, how­ever, echo through the town (most of the time back then it was the Bor­ough and the Town­ship — later the two merged), and increas­ingly per­me­ated a major­ity of atti­tudes. The Uni­ver­sity is the town’s largest landowner, employer, and sub­si­dizer of hous­ing. It would be a one-​employer town if it weren’t located in the Boston-​to-​Washington, DC mega­lopo­lis. PC angst some­times rules the day, some­times not.

I moved to Miami in 2014, which cer­tainly was a dras­tic change of scene, but I still keep in touch, since Prince­ton is the place where I have lived most of my life.

The lat­est news to come to my atten­tion involves a sad per­son named Noa Woll­stein, Prince­ton U sopho­more, who urges the men’s a cap­pella group, “
Dear Tiger­tones, please stop singing ‘Kiss The Girl’

Even when gen­tly crooned by an ani­mated crab, the song “Kiss The Girl,” from the Dis­ney hit “The Lit­tle Mer­maid,” is more misog­y­nis­tic and dis­mis­sive of con­sent than cute. By per­form­ing the song mul­ti­ple times each semes­ter, the Tiger­tones ele­vate it to an offen­sive and vio­lat­ing ritual.

No mat­ter how “great the tra­di­tion,” this canon­i­cal Tiger­tones tune should be struck from their reper­toire. Its lyrics raise some seri­ous issues. The premise of the song, orig­i­nally sung in the Dis­ney film The Lit­tle Mer­maid, is that the male Prince Eric, on a date with the beau­ti­ful female Ariel, should kiss her with­out ask­ing for a sin­gle word to affirm her con­sent. Despite the fact that an evil sea-​witch cursed Ariel’s voice away, mak­ing ver­bal con­sent impos­si­ble, the song is clearly prob­lem­atic from the get-​go.

My ini­tial snarky reac­tion to such pathetic pif­fle is best not printed.

Here’s what Noa con­sid­ers an “offen­sive and vio­lat­ing ritual,”

There you see her
Sit­ting there across the way
She don’t got a lot to say
But there’s some­thing about her
And you don’t know why
But you’re dying to try
You wanna kiss girl
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It’s pos­si­ble she wants you too
There’s one way to ask her
It don’t take a word, not a sin­gle word
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Looks like the boy’s too shy
Ain’t gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Ain’t that sad
It’s such a shame, too bad
You’re gonna miss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl
Now’s your moment
Float­ing in a blue lagoon
Boy, you bet­ter do it soon
The time will be bet­ter
She don’t say a word
And she won’t say a word
Until you kiss that girl, kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh…

Now watch the video pay­ing close atten­tion to Ariel’s body language,

Ignor­ing that Ariel puck­ered up and con­sis­tently gave clear body lan­guage sig­nals, Noa has her panties in a bunch because

The song launches a het­ero­nor­ma­tive attack on women’s right to oppose the roman­tic and sex­ual lib­er­ties taken by men, fur­ther inun­dat­ing the lis­tener with themes of toxic mas­culin­ity.”

since

The Tiger­tones has a tra­di­tion: At the end of each ren­di­tion of “Kiss the Girl” from “The Lit­tle Mer­maid” a woman is pulled up on stage and decides whether to allow a man from the audi­ence to kiss her, or she refuses to allow him to “kiss the girl.”

Never mind that the girl from the audi­ence is selected ahead of time and can say no to the kiss, the Uni­ver­sity folded like a cheap lawn chair and the Tiger­tones kissed the song good-​bye.

It angers me that a nat­ural impulse to kiss an attrac­tive mem­ber of the oppo­site sex is con­demned as “toxic mas­culin­ity,” a sopho­moric opin­ion com­ing from an actual sopho­more who, by doing so, is engag­ing in toxic fem­i­nism … with the sup­port of the University.

Most of all, I grieve over the sad bar­ren emo­tional lives of the young SJW gen­er­a­tion. Very, very few expe­ri­ences in life are as great as a wel­come pas­sion­ate kiss from the guy, espe­cially if it’s unex­pected. Deny­ing your­self a rich emo­tional expe­ri­ence under the guise of … what? … a neop­u­ri­tan­i­cal rejec­tion of “the roman­tic and sex­ual lib­er­ties taken by men” is not only what Ros­alynd Rus­sell must have had in mind when she said, ” Yes! Life is a ban­quet and most poor suck­ers are starv­ing to death!”

It is down­right disturbing.

An entire gen­er­a­tion deny­ing itself spon­tane­ity, romance, joy.

In exchange for what?

I leave you with a kiss,

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz writes on U.S. and Latin Amer­ica at Fausta’s Blog.

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I lived in beautiful Princeton, NJ, for almost exactly a quarter of a century. Except for frequently auditing classes and regularly attending lectures and concerts, I was not connected to the University, so I missed most of the politically correct angst going on on campus.

PC angst did, however, echo through the town (most of the time back then it was the Borough and the Township – later the two merged), and increasingly permeated a majority of attitudes. The University is the town’s largest landowner, employer, and subsidizer of housing. It would be a one-employer town if it weren’t located in the Boston-to-Washington, DC megalopolis. PC angst sometimes rules the day, sometimes not.

I moved to Miami in 2014, which certainly was a drastic change of scene, but I still keep in touch, since Princeton is the place where I have lived most of my life.

The latest news to come to my attention involves a sad person named Noa Wollstein, Princeton U sophomore, who urges the men’s a cappella group, ”
Dear Tigertones, please stop singing ‘Kiss The Girl’

Even when gently crooned by an animated crab, the song “Kiss The Girl,” from the Disney hit “The Little Mermaid,” is more misogynistic and dismissive of consent than cute. By performing the song multiple times each semester, the Tigertones elevate it to an offensive and violating ritual.

No matter how “great the tradition,” this canonical Tigertones tune should be struck from their repertoire. Its lyrics raise some serious issues. The premise of the song, originally sung in the Disney film The Little Mermaid, is that the male Prince Eric, on a date with the beautiful female Ariel, should kiss her without asking for a single word to affirm her consent. Despite the fact that an evil sea-witch cursed Ariel’s voice away, making verbal consent impossible, the song is clearly problematic from the get-go.

My initial  snarky reaction to such pathetic piffle is best not printed.

Here’s what Noa considers an “offensive and violating ritual,”

There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don’t got a lot to say
But there’s something about her
And you don’t know why
But you’re dying to try
You wanna kiss girl
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It’s possible she wants you too
There’s one way to ask her
It don’t take a word, not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Looks like the boy’s too shy
Ain’t gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Ain’t that sad
It’s such a shame, too bad
You’re gonna miss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl
Now’s your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
The time will be better
She don’t say a word
And she won’t say a word
Until you kiss that girl, kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh…

Now watch the video paying close attention to Ariel’s body language,

Ignoring that Ariel puckered up and consistently gave clear body language signals, Noa has her panties in a bunch because

“The song launches a heteronormative attack on women’s right to oppose the romantic and sexual liberties taken by men, further inundating the listener with themes of toxic masculinity.”

since

The Tigertones has a tradition: At the end of each rendition of “Kiss the Girl” from “The Little Mermaid” a woman is pulled up on stage and decides whether to allow a man from the audience to kiss her, or she refuses to allow him to “kiss the girl.”

Never mind that the girl from the audience is selected ahead of time and can say no to the kiss, the University folded like a cheap lawn chair and the Tigertones kissed the song good-bye.

It angers me that a natural impulse to kiss an attractive member of the opposite sex is condemned as “toxic masculinity,” a sophomoric opinion coming from an actual sophomore  who, by doing so, is engaging in toxic feminism … with the support of the University.

Most of all, I grieve over the sad barren emotional lives of the young SJW generation. Very, very few experiences in life are as great as a welcome passionate kiss from the guy, especially if it’s unexpected. Denying yourself a rich emotional experience under the guise of . . . what? . . . a neopuritanical rejection of “the romantic and sexual liberties taken by men” is not only what Rosalynd Russell must have had in mind when she said, ” Yes! Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!”

It is downright disturbing.

An entire generation denying itself spontaneity, romance, joy.

In exchange for what?

I leave you with a kiss,

Fausta Rodríguez Wertz writes on U.S. and Latin America at Fausta’s Blog.

Update DTG: Instalanche, Welcome folks, hope you like the new design for our 10th anniversary of blogging, and it’s a great thing to have Fausta blogging again. If you like what you see check out the my regular five tweets that are blog posts instead, thoughts on the anniversary of the blog a collogue of Marc Lamont Hill who writes here weekly and a big thank you to all who came here last year on this date to help out and if you think this site is still worth supporting after 10 years please consider kicking in here:



Or even better subscribing.


Choose a Subscription level


Or buying my book Hail Mary the Perfect Protestant (and Catholic) Prayer

Either way it’s most appreciated.