'But in effect, telling men that “yes” doesn’t mean “yes” could
conceivably frighten them into bring a consent form on their next sexual
rendezvous. And I don’t blame them. If “yes” doesn’t constitute consent,
how can anyone be sure when to proceed? How much enthusiasm turns an
I-don’t-really-mean-it “yes” into a consent-granting “yes?” And what if
partners have different views on enthusiastic expressions through body
language? This suggestion also opens a Pandora’s box of another kind: If
a “yes” isn’t always a “yes,” how can we claim a “no” is always a “no?”
If words have no meaning without the corresponding body language,
wouldn’t a “no” have to be accompanied by physical manifestations of
denial?'.
And there's the problem. These women gonna be mad as shit shit when they trying to get some dick and dude be like...
'Mmmm, nah. I'm good. You said 'Yes' but that shit was emphatic enough. Please say, 'I, Sue Jones, being of sound and mind and body, do hereby decree that I am willfully giving Sam Williams some pussy.'. Please say it into this tape recorder. Please also sign here, and provide 2 forms of identification. There is a copy machine next door at the kinkos. Keep a copy for yourself. I ain't trying to catch a charge, baby.'