LOUISVILLE, KY—In a wide-ranging conversation about the hardships and difficult choices her family had faced during the Great Depression, local grandmother Mary Sipple casually mentioned Tuesday that in August 1937 she took the life of a man who refused to give up a jar of mayonnaise. “She just crushed his skull with a rock and […]
those black eyed peas tasted alright to me, Earl
lotta falling off ladders in the olden days. Something those project 25 “let’s remove no fault divorce” fuckers might need to remember…
Yeah, the desire to relegate women to reproductive and domestic labor and deny the freedom to leave can really be reframed as opportunity and motive. I for one would be terrified to have someone who wants to leave me cooking my food and sharing my bed, that’s like two of the easiest ways to kill or debilitate someone.
The only realistic solution is to hire a taster to ensure all your foods are poison free. Finally the right can live out that age-old Medieval feudal fantasy.
Yeah, because the alternative, you know, being a decent and nice human being is souch worse!
I never understood those that need violence to get what they want. More flies with honey than vinegar and such…