It seems that England has a prospective new Saint George.
George Lawlor, a 19-year old student at the University of Warwick in the U.K., publicly rebuffed an invitation to attend a sexual consent class. In a short article explaining his stance, he struck a blow for men’s freedom everywhere against the feminist dragon responsible for propagating the nonsensical, dangerous, and insidious propaganda found within the rape culture narrative that teaches all men are potential rapists and must be taught (by feminists of course) how not to rape the women in their life.
Like any self-respecting individual would, I found this to be a massive, painful, bitchy slap in the face. To be invited to such a waste of time was the biggest insult I’ve received in a good few years. It implies I have an insufficient understanding of what does and does not constitute consent and that’s incredibly hurtful. I can’t stress that enough.
Self-appointed teachers of consent: get off your &^%*(^ high horse. I don’t need your help to understand basic human interaction. Secondly, go and do something. Real people need your help and they deserve better than you. Next time you consider inviting me or anyone else to another bullshit event like this, have a little respect for the intelligence and decency of your peers. You might find that’s a more effective solution than accusing them of being vile rapists-in-waiting who can only be taught otherwise by a smug, righteous, self-congratulatory intervention.
This young man deserves the King’s Medal for bravery. Many a man has thought what you have, George, but few have had the courage and fortitude to do so publicly and risk the wrath of the social justice warriors running the Establishment. Perhaps he is still naive and doesn’t realize it, but the consequences for this on his future career could be disastrous, should the SJWs decide to make an example of him for his rebellion. I suspect, however, he’d do it all again even then.
Such is the courage that helped make Great Britain the greatest empire in the world.
Reminds me of a famous Shakespearean speech:
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game’s afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George!’