Back in the mid-80s, things went rather crazy at the university I was attending at the time. It started with a case of a female student drunk almost to the point of unconsciousness being taken advantage of in the campus dorms.
The university and student union rolled out an awareness campaign. Men and women at my university were being told that No Means No and that men were obligated to respect a woman's choice to consent or not to whatever the guy had in mind. They were also being told that a drunken woman could not give consent. That is certainly fair enough and is simply courtesy, never mind a legal obligation.
After a few weeks of this, things started to get a bit ridiculous as various formal and ad hoc campus student groups started to throw in their two cents on the issue. Men were being told that any sexual contact was forbidden unless you had explicit and detailed consent beforehand. The gist was that in the midst of kissing/hugging/canoodling/whatever, if it appeared that things would develop into a sexual act the guy was effectively being told that he had to stop, clarify where he thought things were going, and then obtain that explicit consent before going further.
The predictable result of that was the informal distribution of written consent forms on campus outlining the various kinds of sexual activity that the woman was consenting to, along with places for initials (to each consented act), date, time, and signature.
Things got much worse after that. The No Means No, and get consent before you act campaign morphed into something entirely different. Some women's groups on campus started promoting the opinion that consent the night of could be considered invalid if the woman had even just one alcoholic drink, or if she was emotionally vulnerable due to being on relationship rebound, parental breakdown, having failed an exam or other form of course load stress, feeling ill, or otherwise vulnerable. Of course that meant that about half the female population on campus was potentially "off-limits" at any given time.
That was kind of bad but it got worse when the theory evolved that if on the morning after you woke up and regretted anything you may have done the previous night for any reason at all, that you should consider yourself to have been sexually violated regardless of whether you provided fully-informed and conscious consent.
Needless to say, for almost two years the campus dating scene was incredibly chilled as the student and administrative bodies tried to navigate the new landscape. The sad thing was that the actual policies and education campaign promoted by the university and the student union throughout this time were quite reasonable. The students were just unable to isolate them from all the noise generated by some of the more radical (no other way to put it) women's and feminist groups on campus.