Pete Patriarch’s Musings

October 28, 2007

Men are responsible for their wife’s behavior

Filed under: Uncategorized — Pete @ 3:43 pm

Russell Yates was dragged over the coals over Andrea’s multiple murders, just as the husband of that woman who drove the family car into the lake was questioned, even though she kicked him out and drove the car into the lake with the kids screaming, strapped in their car seats.

The man is expected to be fully responsible for his wife in America. Let me remind you that this is by definition domestic violence, but I guess men are expected to walk the tightrope over the Grand Canyon every day and be happy about it. How else would you explain the number of women who wait for men to approach them and cry sexual harassment when they do?

The man is expected to be responsible for his wife’s murders, his wife’s abuse, his wife’s spending them into credit card debt, hell, he is held responsible for “driving her” to kill him.

Is there anything that society is willing to hold women responsible for?

Now we have a mom who has already saddled the family (husband) with $135,000 in debt, goes out shopping every day, spends $400 at Starbucks in a month, and doesn’t see anything with it. She goes on Oprah, goes “Hell yeah!” and basically says “Fuck you all, I’m not changing.”

She holds all the cards and she knows it. A simple divorce motion, and all that debt that she was the sole contributor to, her husband will be responsible for, all those clothes she buys, those are the “manner to which she has become accustomed” and the children will naturally go with her to maximize the wealth transfer through the inevitable child support.

Consumers Gone Wild

I love new clothes. However, I like getting rid of the clothes just as quickly to go buy new ones.”

This lady who appeared on Oprah lives the life of a big house in the burbs, new cars, six beautiful kids, and spending way beyond her husband’s $5,000/month salary. Felice drops $400 a month on Starbucks, $240 on tans and manicures, and her children have no health insurance.

“I have six kids and I sell their toys sometimes just because I don’t like them.”

When money runs dry, as it often does, she takes out cash advances. She handles the family finances and hides receipts from her husband underneath a baby blanket in a drawer.

When I do shop, I do kind of get a rush. It makes me feel good… but afterwards, though, I get depressed. I’ll buy something even if I really don’t like it because I have to come out with something.

On page 5 you learn they’re on the brink of being totally financially destroyed with $135,000 in credit card debt, $1,700 a month for three cars, two mortgages at $685,000, and are two weeks behind on their mortgage payment. Before you make Felice out to be the totally baddie, the husband is just as culpable for not asking more questions and making sure the numbers add up. He even says that he would get credit card bills and not know where $10,000 of it came from.

Lady? That fucking cow is no lady, let me tell you that. Why do idiots like this collaborationist Ben Popken insist on calling cunts and whores ladies?

Anyway, take a look at that last sentence and let it sink in. “The husband is just as culpable for …. …. …. not asking questions and making sure the numbers add up.” All while the wife claims that she can’t go get a job because she has to be “home for the kids.”

This is what you’re in for.

Look down. Have a penis? Congratulations, society considers you scum no matter what you do.

Unrelated link: Susan Smith – Child murderer or victim?

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3 Comments »

  1. She seems like a truly loathsome creature. A further reason to avoid getting married, ever.

    It’s sad to hear about creatures like this on the one hand, who serve no positive purpose at all, and on the other hand we still have manginas and delusional feminists trying to convince us of things like: “Anything men can do, women can do as well/better.” Yeah, they just don’t feel like it right now, otherwise they’d show us all.

    One thing they can do quite well is damage their own lives and those of any man or child that comes into contact with them. I’m not saying all women do this, just seems to be one of their more common “skills,” along with the much vaunted multitasking abilities and “communication” skills.

    Comment by B.R. — October 28, 2007 @ 8:36 pm

  2. B.R, did you see my post Juggling Act? I bet you’ll like it.

    Comment by Pete — October 28, 2007 @ 10:37 pm

  3. Yeah, that one rings a bell somewhat. Definitely some valid points there, though sometimes I feel that Farrell is a bit too soft on women in general.

    We certainly do hear a lot about women’s various “talents” these days, while those of men get marginalized.

    One of the things that prompted my earlier post was that I’d been witnessing some manginas on a couple of different websites go on about how, given an equivalent amount of training, women are just as capable at various physical pursuits such as soldiery (the discussion was actually about the more ancient forms of such roles, such as warriors of ancient times who used heavy armor and weaponry, etc.).

    It’s amazing to me how these people can fool themselves so handily, ignoring reality or shielding both themselves and women from it somehow. There were even a couple of women in the thread saying: “No, we’re not actually that tough,” etc., but the manginas argued with them just as readily, heh. Both funny and depressing.

    Anyways, sorry for the tangent, it’s just been on my mind lately.

    Comment by B.R. — October 29, 2007 @ 10:30 am


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