• Court is in session.

    The initial idea for The Cool Girl Court arrived somewhere between 2-4am in my university library, a labour of love (and caffeine) born from my law school notes and one too many late-night spirals about the world. I’m currently completing my law degree (potentially a strong statement), so I’m somewhere between thinking the world can still be saved and becoming a corporate sellout.

    This blog is for the women who want to understand the system without becoming hardened by it. The ones who want power and peace. The ones who are tired of being confused on purpose. For any of the more performative men that find themselves in this little corner of the internet make no mistake you’re still very much welcome.

    Here, we talk about law the way it actually shows up: in our relationships, our jobs, our bodies, our money, our safety, our online lives, and our futures. There will also be some focus on what I’m currently learning about week by week, otherwise this would be an almost complete waste of time, so feel free to enjoy some free legal education whilst you’re here.

    I’m not here to sound like a textbook, I never bought any so I couldn’t even if I tried. My mission here is to talk through my own understanding of the law as I come to understand it and hopefully we can all learn something new.

    The Cool Girl Court is equal parts legal education, chit chat, and whatever caffeine fuelled musings I can make about certain areas of the law. It’s for the girls (and guys, we’re inclusive here) who want to observe and understand what the law is, how it changes, and how close I personally come to losing it as I learn about it all.

    If you’re reading this because you want to support me on this journey, learn more about the law, show up to support the areas you may find yourself passionate about, then you’re in the right place. And if you’re a fellow law student, hopefully not one at my university (hello to any fellow Exeter girls), maybe this will help you or at the very least provide some comfort in knowing you’re not the only one who feels completely lost and overwhelmed!

    Thank you for coming along for the ride,

    Lots of love, TCGC x


  • Hello all, apologies for the mild (moderate) hiatus. The first couple weeks back at uni have consisted of very little lecture attendance and almost perfect club attendance. So in attempt to lock back in, today we’re talking about the rough sex defence. It’s probably one of the most divisive areas of the law, and honestly it should be. We also did our assignment on this, so in theory you could call it knowledge consolidation.

    Lock in and enjoy my mid-afternoon musings.

    This argument, sometimes raised by defendants, usually men, who claim that a woman’s death or serious injury occurred accidentally during consensual sexual activity involving violence. Translation: I didn’t mean to hurt her, she wanted rough sex. If you’re a woman alive today, you’ve most definitely heard this, or something along the lines in the past.

    If your first instinct is to question why on earth this is a thing, so was mine.

    Today, I want to unpack what this defence actually is, how it operates in law, why it disproportionately harms women and girls, and why many legal scholars are deeply concerned about its continued use.

    It’s good to be back, I hope you enjoy.


    First Things First: Is the Rough Sex Defence Actually a “Defence”?

    Short answer: No, at least not formally.

    There is no statutory defence called “rough sex.” Instead, defendants rely on a combination of:

    1. Consent — arguing the victim agreed to the acts that caused injury or death
    2. Accident — claiming there was no intent to cause serious harm
    3. Lack of mens rea — asserting they didn’t foresee the risk of death or serious injury

    So when we say “rough sex defence,” we’re really describing a narrative strategy, not a doctrine. A story defendants tell juries: This wasn’t violence. This was intimacy gone wrong.

    Which raises the obvious question: how wrong does intimacy have to go before we call it violence?

    (Spoiler: way sooner than some courtrooms historically have.)


    The Legal Problem: You Can’t Consent to Serious Harm. Or Can You?

    Traditionally in common law jurisdictions (including England and Wales), the rule is that a person cannot consent to serious bodily harm, unless the activity falls into a recognised exception, things like properly conducted sport, medical procedures, or tattooing.

    Sexual activity does not automatically qualify.

    So in theory, consent should not excuse violence that causes serious injury or death.

    In practice? Things get… fuzzier.

    Courts have sometimes accepted that defendants lacked the necessary intent for murder or manslaughter because the harm arose during consensual sexual conduct. In other words: He didn’t mean to kill her , this was just sex that tragically went too far.

    Which sounds less troubling until you realise how often “sex that went too far” looks exactly like domestic violence with better PR.


    Let’s Be Honest About the Pattern

    The rough sex defence is not being deployed equally across gender lines. It is overwhelmingly raised in cases where:

    • woman is dead or seriously injured
    • male partner is on trial
    • There is a history of coercive control, abuse, or violence

    And yet the narrative shifts away from violence and toward erotic accident. The defendant becomes unlucky. The victim becomes reckless. The harm becomes mutual.

    Somehow, the woman manages to be both dead and responsible for her own death, which is quite the multitasking feat, honestly.


    Why This Defence Is So Dangerous (Legally and Socially)

    1. It Normalises Violence Against Women

    When courts entertain arguments that strangulation, beating, or extreme injury were just “part of sex,” they help blur the line between desire and dominationpleasure and painconsent and coercion.

    This matters because strangulation, in particular, is one of the strongest predictors of future homicide in domestic abuse cases. Treating it as erotic experimentation instead of lethal warning behaviour is… not great public policy.

    Or public safety.

    Or public sanity.


    2. It Repackages Abuse as Sexual Liberation

    There’s something especially insidious about how this defence cloaks violence in the language of sexual freedom.

    Now, let me be clear: consensual BDSM exists. People can and do negotiate power dynamics safely and ethically. This blog is not here to kink-shame.

    But the rough sex defence doesn’t tend to show up in cases involving negotiated boundaries, safe words, aftercare, or mutual pleasure. It shows up when women are dead.

    That’s not sexual freedom. That’s legal fiction with a body count.


    3. It Reinforces Victim-Blaming, Even Beyond Death

    The defence effectively puts the victim on trial. Her sexual history, preferences, messages, and relationships become evidence against her.

    She is interrogated, posthumously, about what she “wanted,” what she “liked,” what she “agreed to.” Meanwhile, the man who caused her injuries gets the benefit of the doubt.

    It’s the ultimate evolution of “What was she wearing?”
    Now it’s “What was she into?”

    Progress. How riveting.


    4. It Makes Prosecution of Violence Against Women Harder

    When juries are told that the victim consented to violent acts, it muddies the waters around intention and culpability. Defendants may avoid murder convictions or receive lesser sentences, even where the facts show extreme brutality.

    And that sends a message: women’s bodies are legally riskier terrain than men’s, and harming them during intimacy may be excusable.

    That message doesn’t stay in courtrooms. It seeps into culture.


    Legislative Pushback: The Law Is (Finally) Catching On

    In response to public outrage and campaigning, particularly by feminist organisations and families of victims, England and Wales passed Section 71 of the Domestic Abuse Act 2021, which clarifies that:

    A person cannot consent to the infliction of serious harm for the purposes of obtaining sexual gratification.

    In other words: “She wanted it” is no longer a legally acceptable explanation for serious injury or death.

    This is a major step forward, though legal reform alone doesn’t dismantle cultural myths about violence, sex, and women’s credibility. (Sadly, Parliament has not yet passed the “Stop Believing Men by Default” Act.)

    Still, progress is progress.


    The Deeper Feminist Issue: Whose Desire Counts?

    At its core, the rough sex defence isn’t really about sex. It’s about power.

    It asks us to believe that women’s desire naturally includes pain, fear, degradation, and risk, while men’s desire just happens to involve inflicting those things.

    It treats women’s bodies as spaces where danger is eroticised and harm is ambiguous. Meanwhile, men’s violence becomes understandable, accidental, or unfortunate.

    It’s patriarchy’s favourite magic trick: turning domination into intimacy and calling it mutual.


    But What About Sexual Autonomy?

    This is the part where people worry that criticising the rough sex defence threatens women’s sexual agency.

    But here’s the thing: protecting women from violence is not incompatible with respecting their autonomy. In fact, it’s essential to it.

    True sexual freedom requires:

    • Safety
    • Mutual respect
    • Meaningful consent
    • The absence of coercion

    Not the freedom to be injured, strangled, or killed, and then blamed for it in court.

    Autonomy without protection isn’t liberation. It’s exposure.


    Final Thoughts (and One Gentle Joke, Because We’re Still Us)

    The rough sex defence represents one of the most unsettling intersections of law, misogyny, and myth, where violence becomes intimacy and victims become evidence.

    It reminds us that the legal system doesn’t just adjudicate facts; it adjudicates stories. And for far too long, the story has been that women’s suffering is ambiguous, negotiable, or worst of all, sexy.

    Which, respectfully, is not what you want is it.

    As women in law, and especially as women educating other women and girls, our job is not just to understand doctrine, but to interrogate whose bodies doctrine protects, whose harm it excuses, and whose stories it believes.

    And if anyone ever tells you that “rough sex gone wrong” explains a homicide, feel free to respond with the most devastating legal critique of all:

    “That sounds like a crime, actually.”

    Bold. Groundbreaking. Revolutionary.

    I know this is slightly more serious than my usual tongue in cheek post however it’s an area of the law I have a particular gripe with. I felt it necessary to deal with it the only way I know, this blog. Hopefully this has been both informative and fun, that’s what I always aim to do here.

    I’ll back to regular posting now I’ve gotten my life sorted, and purchased a planner (its doing wonders for my time management).

    Happy Monday, Lots of love,

    TCGC xx

  • Law school. Absolutely nothing like they make it out to be in the media. A lot less cool and a lot more stressful.

    Picture this, its mid September and I’ve just been dropped off at university, I’m sat in my room hoping I’m not the only person in this godforsaken prison-esque accommodation I’ve found myself in. Luckily I’m not, there ended up being two people moved in on the same day as me and I very promptly embarrassed myself in front of both of them when I took it ever so slightly too far that evening on our first night out together. I blame the nerves.

    This term has been very defining for me, I’ve made some (or a lot) of mistakes, dressed up in some beyond humiliating social costumes and spent more time getting acquainted with the bar in my local club than I have in my lectures. But in all seriousness the workload has been very very daunting. Maybe it’s just a me thing or maybe everyone is secretly thinking the same thing but most people on my course at least seem to have come out of the womb with 3-5 different internship opportunities and work experience ventures, oh and a passion for ‘saving the world’. Definitely not the money. Definitely not.

    Now that I feel 10 years behind everyone in my class and I don’t understand the content (turning up to my lectures may help that one) I find myself absolutely drowning in term 1 work. I think I have focused on entirely the wrong parts of uni so far, although I’ve got some cracking and frankly embarrassing anecdotes to tell at family dinners now.

    This term we’ve delved into criminal law which is by far my favourite. It’s also the only module I’ve attended on a regular basis so perhaps there is correlation. If we were to discuss legal foundations I’d not only not be able to tell you what the hell legal foundations means but I’d also not be able to tell you who teaches it or where the lectures are. That’s what you get when you timetable things on Thursdays.

    We have also began to cover constitutional law (unnecessarily long and wordy) and contract law (don’t even ask me about this one) but mostly these past 11 weeks have been more of a lesson in how to chop a pint than to write an essay. Probably would have been more valuable to pay attention rather than online shop but hey, you get out what you put in. (many many bershka orders if anyone is curious)

    One term down, eight left. What does the future hold? Who knows, hopefully some clarity on what I’m supposed to do with my life.

    Post Christmas break I will be actually delving into the academic side of all of this, but for now I hope you enjoy my 6am ramblings about how much of a fool I’ve made of myself in the name of ‘the social’.

    Lots of love, and Merry Christmas,

    TCGC x