For the reader who may still think HBD is anything other than a joke, please read this…all of it. That’s the mentality of a well-known and well-respected (in their circles) HBDer. What to make of them? These HBDers…they would read the book Animal Farm and then write a 10,000 word essay on porcine evolutionary developmental biology, and why Orwell was wrong to have pigs reading, writing, and talking.
By the way, all of this is Frost’s attempt to classify this as a “rape.” Paging Rolling Stone! Hopefully, Frost never read The Book of the New Sun, the Severian-Jolenta sex scene would really get his feminist panties in a bunch. As regards a real (attempted) rape scene in fiction, we have this, which is a far cry from Deckard closing a door and acting a bit “alpha.”
By the way, if we are all going to be humorless pedants like the HBDers, I can point out that the “replicants” in Blade Runner were not mechanical constructs, they were not robotic androids, but instead were synthetic humans, purely organic and biological engineered humanoids, with greater abilities (and greatly shortened lifespans) than ordinary humans. In fact, far from being “Mr. Data” types, the replicants could be distinguished from regular humans only by sophisticated psychological tests. Indeed, one could consider them a form of human (although in the movie they do not have human legal status), just like one would consider the product of a genetically engineered human fetus a human. Thus, sex with a replicant really is not “masturbation” any more than a White male nerd having sex with a Chinatrix is (keeping in mind miscegenation did not have legal status at one time either). Never mind that Deckard himself may well have been a replicant (albeit one lacking the physical prowess of the later models), which would make all of Frost’s blowhard analysis regarding that movie irrelevant. Sorry, Pete.