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Is @NickCarter a Rapist?

Posted on | November 25, 2017 | 1 Comment


When my oldest daughter was 12 or 13, she was all about the Backstreet Boys, especially Nick Carter. So it was weird to see this headline:

Nick Carter Accused of Rape
by Dream’s Melissa Schuman;
Backstreet Boy ‘Shocked and
Saddened’ by Allegations

Does this story make sense? You’re the most popular member of the biggest teen group of the era, the idol of millions, and you rape a girl?

Well, maybe. Let’s not pretend it can’t be true. Until a few weeks ago, who knew that Al Franken was a serial groper, allegedly, or that Alabama’s Roy Moore was banned from the Gadsden Mall, allegedly?

After the Sexual Harassment Apocalypse began with the downfall of Harvey Weinstein, I predicted it was a long way from ending. What I didn’t predict was that it would include this kind of story:

[Schuman] then a part of the all-girl teen group Dream, wrote Carter had invited her over to his house during a day off from a movie they were both starring in.
Schuman wrote she had brought her roommate with her and claimed the boyband singer took her into the bathroom and they had started kissing.
It was then, she wrote, that Carter allegedly began to unbutton her pants and ignored her objections before allegedly performing oral sex on her. Schuman claimed he then demanded she perform oral sex on him.
Despite allegedly telling Carter that she was a virgin and was waiting until marriage to have sex, Carter allegedly led her to his bedroom where she claims that he raped her.
“He threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me. Again, I told him that I was a virgin and I didn’t want to have sex. I told him that I was saving myself for my future husband. I said it over and over again. He whispered in my ear as to entice me, ‘I could be your husband,’” Schuman alleges.
“He was relentless, refusing to take my no’s for an answer. He was heavy, too heavy to get out from under him. Then I felt it, he put something inside of me. I asked him what it was and he whispered in my ear once more, ‘It’s all me baby.’”

This sounds like a scene from a Danielle Steel romance novel, but just because the dialogue is cheesy, and the plot seems contrived, that doesn’t mean it didn’t actually happen that way. We have to ask, what would a 22-year-old teen idol say while he’s raping an 18-year-old virgin?

Answer: It doesn’t matter. Nobody’s going to believe that crazy bitch.

Or that’s what Backstreet Boys’ manager Lou Pearlman might have said.


You may have forgotten about Pearlman, the man who created the Backstreet Boys and who died in prison last year, having been convicted of swindling investors of $300 million in a Ponzi scheme. It was also reported that Pearlman was a homosexual pedophile:

“Some guys joked about it; I remember [one singer] asking me, ‘Have you let Lou blow you yet?’” says Steve Mooney, an aspiring singer who served as Pearlman’s assistant and lived in his home for two years. “I would absolutely say the guy was a sexual predator. All the talent knew what Lou’s game was. If they say no, they’re lying to you.”

If the Backstreet Boys were playing “Lou’s game,” we must ask, was what Nick Carter allegedly did to Melissa Schuman worse? That is to say, are there any recognized moral standards in show business? Your manager’s a pedophile swindler, so what’s wrong with a little date rape, eh?

Pull up a chair. Let’s talk.

How do moral standards decline to such an abysmal low? Isn’t it true that a tolerant attitude toward homosexual behavior tends to correlate with with an “anything goes” mentality among heterosexuals? What are the moral standards of the gay community? Perhaps you need a reminder:

Permit me here to recommend “The Origins of a Political Epidemic,” in the book Destructive Generation by Peter Collier and David Horowitz. This article was first published in 1983, when the AIDS epidemic was first making headlines, and when gay activists blocked the public-health measures which might have saved many thousands of lives. . . .
There is no such thing as “safe sex.” That phrase was born during the 1980s as a result of the gay community’s belated recognition that the AIDS epidemic had been spread by, uh, specific types of sexual behavior that resulted in the transmission of a virus through the exchange of bodily fluids, to explain this problem in the most polite way possible. . . .
In 1982, the CDC reported that that the “median number of lifetime male sexual partners” for gay men diagnosed with AIDS was 1,160.
Repeat: One thousand one hundred sixty.

If we cannot disapprove of such rampant promiscuity without risking the accusation of “homophobia,” do we have any standards at all? So here was 22-year-old Nick Carter, who owed his show-business career to a gay pedophile, in an encounter with 18-year-old virgin Melissa Schuman:

He took my hand and led me down the hallway to the office. He went to his computer and started to play the music he was working on, he turned off the light and we sat there in the computer light listening to his new stuff. And naturally we started to kiss. He was aware that I was a virgin and that I held to religious conservative christian values. I was vocal about this. . . .

Let’s interrupt Ms. Schuman to note that her phrase “naturally we started kiss” implies that she found him irresistibly attractive, whatever her religious values may have been. She continues:

After kissing for a moment, he took my hand and brought me into the bathroom adjacent to his office. He shut the door and we continued to kiss. I asked him what we were doing in there. He didn’t respond and continued to kiss me. He then pick me up, put me on the bathroom counter and started to unbutton my pants. I told him I didn’t want to go any further.
He didn’t listen.
He didn’t care.

Of course he didn’t care! He’s Nick Freaking Carter, you idiot!

He’s toured the world, sold millions of albums, seen crowds of thousands of lovestruck girls screaming his name! What do you think went through Nick Carter’s mind when you were making out and he made that move for third base and you were like, “But, but . . . my religious values“?

Feminists commonly say that rape is not about sex, it’s about power. Which may be true, but that doesn’t mean it’s not also about sex. And in a case like this, rape can also be about expectations. Based on his previous sexual encounters, what were Nick Carter’s expectations that night? Exactly how many times had he run this particular game? Invite a girl over, start listening to some music, “naturally we started to kiss” and then — bing! bang! boom! — he’s in like Flynn. Surely he had dozens of notches on his belt before he invited Schuman over to his place because, after all, he’s Nick Freaking Carter, idol of millions.


Here’s what Nick Carter was thinking: “No? What does this word even mean? How could she possibly turn down me, Nick Freaking Carter?”

It’s kind of like those occasional stories about big-time college football players. These guys are prime beef, the ultimate Alpha males, riding a scholarship at USC or Baylor or wherever, with the prospect of perhaps becoming multimillionaire NFL stars. Guys like that probably get so much action they can barely keep up with all the sex-crazed girls texting them, sending them nude photos, etc., etc. Somehow, though, they encounter that one girl who isn’t willing to do whatever they want, and they’re accused of rape. When these stories make headlines, the question that always occurs to me is, “What did she expect?”

When you decided to party with the football team, what did you expect? You think these muscular behemoths invited you over to their apartment because they just wanted to hang out and chat? Really?

I’m reminded of Timothy Treadwell, a/k/a, “Grizzly Man,” who “lived among grizzly bears of Katmai National Park in Alaska for 13 summers,” ending in 2003 when he was — wait for it — eaten by a bear.

You hang around bears long enough, that’s what happens. And any college girl who’s partying with the football team has to understand the risks. Guys who aren’t used to hearing the word “no” are unlikely to cope well with rejection, and you’ll get eaten by the bear, so to speak.

Andrea Dworkin once said, “Seduction is often difficult to distinguish from rape. In seduction, the rapist often bothers to buy a bottle of wine.”

While I’m not inclined to agree with radical feminists, there is a certain element of truth to that aphorism. What we commonly have to deal with in these “he-said/she-said” cases is the issue of expectations.

The drunk college girl leaves the frat party with a drunk college boy, they go back to his dorm room and what do we expect will happen? If she subsequently says she was raped, are we engaged in “victim-blaming” if we ask why she decided to go to his dorm room?

“He took my hand and led me down the hallway . . .”

In retrospect, that was the point of no return. Was Melissa Schuman the first girl Nick Carter had led down that hallway? Probably not.

“And naturally we started to kiss” — naturally — because what 18-year-old girl could resist kissing Nick Freaking Carter? By the time he started unbuttoning her pants, everything had gone according to plan. Melissa Schuman’s response followed a well-established pattern, and what did he think of her last-minute resistance? Well, he probably wasn’t thinking at all, at least not with his rational mind. Let the feminists keep lecturing us about the “social construction of sexuality,” but the bear is always a bear.

It was a bad idea for Melissa Schuman to go to Nick Carter’s apartment, and an even worse idea to go down that hallway to his office. Having made two bad decisions, kissing him was her third mistake.

Allegedly, I hasten to add:

Nick says, “I am shocked and saddened by Ms. Schuman’s accusations. Melissa never expressed to me while we were together or at any time since that anything we did was not consensual. We went on to record a song and perform together, and I was always respectful and supportive of Melissa both personally and professionally.”
Carter added, “This is the first that I am hearing about these accusations, nearly two decades later. It is contrary to my nature and everything I hold dear to intentionally cause someone discomfort or harm.”

See? It’s “he-said/she-said,” just like every drunk campus hookup that ever got a college boy expelled from school. If we look at the situation from the perspective of common sense, based on our own knowledge and experiences, we may believe her or we may believe him, but we aren’t likely to be too sympathetic to either of them. Melissa Schuman went to this teen idol’s apartment, let him lead her down that hallway, started making out with him (“naturally”) and even by her own account, she didn’t object to any of this until he started unbuttoning her pants. As for her Christian values, can Ms. Schuman show me the verse in the Bible where it says, “It’s OK to make out with a dude you just met, if he’s super-cute and you don’t let him get past second base”? And since we’re talking about the Bible, I could cite certain passages about forgiveness and mercy, which would seem difficult to reconcile with dragging Nick Carter through the mud because of whatever happened 15 years ago.

No doubt, Nick Carter has many sins to account for, and by a far higher standard that those of show-business, or feminism, for that matter. If the Bible doesn’t endorse Ms. Schuman’s second-base-on-the-first-date rule, neither does it excuse male promiscuity or any other “sexuality” outside the bonds of holy matrimony. Not that I’m throwing stones, but this is the Sexual Harassment Apocalypse. Judgment Day is at hand — repent!



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