In the summertime…

January 4, 2007 at 1:28 pm (Society)

Probably everyone knows Mungo Jerry’s huge hit “In the summertime” from 1970. It’s a nice song but something’s strange with these two lines:

If her daddy’s rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy’s poor just do what you feel

They continue to make clear that they love everybody and pose no threat, etc. but these lines tell a different story.

The question arises why you should treat a rich girl differently from a poor one and why you were allowed to just do what you feel when facing the latter. If it was consensual then her parents’ economical situation wouldn’t matter. It just does if it’s not consensual.

So the rich daddy may become angry if you do to his daughter whatever you feel and can punish you for it. But what is a poor dad supposed to do? He probably wouldn’t be able to afford taking court action if he was really poor and who would believe his daughter anyway.

It’s comparable to damaging goods. Imagine you manipulated your poor neighbour’s car – what could he do if he didn’t even know the perpetrator and his car wouldn’t be of value anyway. And even if he finds out he needs real friends to help him or else you could simply intimidate him physically. But what about the rich guys new Rolls Royce – i don’t need to say more, do i?

In fact, it seems to me as if the comparison to a thing is quite good and the songwriter regarded women as things and not human beings. These lines seem to express that rape merely meant damaging someone’s property and so it’s just logical that the property of a rich guy was more precious than that of a poor one.

Poor ethics, i would say…

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