My take on domestic violence is that at least half the time the female of the species starts the fight, and does so verbally. She keeps carping about her feelings to the male and refuses to shut the fuck up and go to sleep, and it's one in the morning, and she continues to run her fat yap until - smack!
Then the cops show up, and while he tries to explain what happened they quietly blame him for the whole business, and that's that. The female, by the way, is not above making stories up just to get her way. I've dodged a few bullets in my time, and these experiences are more common than you might think. I once testified to a couple cops about a domestic that happened in a nearby apartment. The guy kept trying to leave, the woman wouldn't let him, and the cops showed up. I explained to one cop that he kept trying to leave and she wouldn't let him. She eventually confessed to the whole thing - to a female cop. Eventually they got separated.
Moral: No matter how good she looks or what she was like six months ago, somewhere some man got tired of putting up with her shit.
Yeah, I've seen and experienced enraged females blocking doors, getting aggressive, pushing and clawing, practically daring a man to hit her. I've been called a pussy for not taking a swing. And I fucking kept my mouth shut and my hands at my side, knowing that any failure to do so would result in one or more nights in the graybar hotel. I'd say that 99% of the time the man gets arrested, even if the cops agree with him, he'll get arrested anyway. Women know this too and take full advantage.
Back in the day, about 4 decades ago, My big assed, wasp waisted, redheaded, Slavic, Viking darling, got so pissed at me, she turned into a Tasmanian Devil, she landed one pretty good hit to the head and some glancers, before I was able to wrap her up in a bear hug and suppress the rage. Eventually, she said she was sorry. Make up sex was off the charts. Ahhhh, the good ole days, sighhhh. No cops and no horses were injured in the making of these memories. We still laugh about that.
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ReplyDeleteMy take on domestic violence is that at least half the time the female of the species starts the fight, and does so verbally. She keeps carping about her feelings to the male and refuses to shut the fuck up and go to sleep, and it's one in the morning, and she continues to run her fat yap until - smack!
Then the cops show up, and while he tries to explain what happened they quietly blame him for the whole business, and that's that. The female, by the way, is not above making stories up just to get her way. I've dodged a few bullets in my time, and these experiences are more common than you might think. I once testified to a couple cops about a domestic that happened in a nearby apartment. The guy kept trying to leave, the woman wouldn't let him, and the cops showed up. I explained to one cop that he kept trying to leave and she wouldn't let him. She eventually confessed to the whole thing - to a female cop. Eventually they got separated.
Moral: No matter how good she looks or what she was like six months ago, somewhere some man got tired of putting up with her shit.
Yeah, I've seen and experienced enraged females blocking doors, getting aggressive, pushing and clawing, practically daring a man to hit her. I've been called a pussy for not taking a swing. And I fucking kept my mouth shut and my hands at my side, knowing that any failure to do so would result in one or more nights in the graybar hotel. I'd say that 99% of the time the man gets arrested, even if the cops agree with him, he'll get arrested anyway. Women know this too and take full advantage.
DeleteBack in the day, about 4 decades ago, My big assed, wasp waisted, redheaded, Slavic, Viking darling, got so pissed at me, she turned into a Tasmanian Devil, she landed one pretty good hit to the head and some glancers, before I was able to wrap her up in a bear hug and suppress the rage. Eventually, she said she was sorry. Make up sex was off the charts. Ahhhh, the good ole days, sighhhh.
ReplyDeleteNo cops and no horses were injured in the making of these memories. We still laugh about that.