Once upon a time I was your little rooster, but now I'm just one of your cocks

My girlfriend is going to hate this post... *gulp*. Here goes anyway.

Women around the country are in uproar today. A rape case has been thrown out of the Swansea High Court after the plaintiff admitted that she couldn't remember if she had actually given her consent to sex with the accused, of whether sex had even taken place.

Now I am WHOLLY against rape. I think it's disgusting and inexcusable. In fact I believe that 'those' Charlize Theron anti-rape ads should have been compulsory viewing rather than be taken off air. After all, if you're not a rapist what was there to be offended by? I wasn't.

But facts are facts and the definition of rape is for a person to have sexual intercourse with someone else who hasn't given their consent to it. So if you can't categorically say that you said 'NO', or even that you had sex, then there can be no case. Surely.

Now fair enough, if you did say 'no' and the person carried on then by all means string him up by his ball sack and leave him to die like that. But if you can't be sure then it's time to rather go home and hate yourself, not the poor bastard who just thought he got lucky on a Friday night until the cops arrived to arrest his ass.

But that's just my two cents. Do your worst to my comments page. I can handle it. I don't care if you hate me.