Food for Thought-Baby It’s Not Cold Outside

It’s not cold outside.  Winter isn’t here in any form or fashion.  That’s not my point this morning.  There’s no way to listen to “Baby It’s Cold Outside”, a perennial Christmas favorite, without hearing this fundamental truth:  it’s about a man trying to detain a woman against her will.  That’s creepy.  It’s become some kind of soliloquy to sexual assault set to a laid back, hipster approved Starbucks soundtrack.  Creepy, man.  Creepy, I say.  Judge for yourself.