Sunday, August 10, 2008

Dh killed at the hands of...

... a folding couch???

Sorry guys-- I am not a feminist but this was funny to read. It reminds me of the true story of how singer Willy Nelson's first dw left him. He was always coming home drunk and she finally had had it. While he was passed out drunk one night she sewed him into the sheets, beat the living daylights out of him and left. We reap what we sow don't we? And why do people choose to live that way?

2 comments:

The Aestheticist said...

"He was always coming home drunk and she finally had had it. While he was passed out drunk one night she sewed him into the sheets, beat the living daylights out of him and left."

Your being reminded of this actually reminds me of a modern-day folk song called "Stitch in Time." It's more pleasant, though, in that the man was a useless waste of life and didn't seem to take care of his duties as a man. The abusive drunk was sewn into the sheets, beaten, and then was told to clean his act up, or she'd do it again.

Poetic justice at its finest.

I don't think being an alcoholic is necessarily worthy of such punishment, but neglecting one's responsibilities fails to garner as much pity from me as I might normally have.

Unlike the song, "Stitch in Time," people don't typically learn from consequences.

Gemma said...

:::people don't typically learn from consequences.

I think I agree with you, TA. At least the *Willy Nelson* types don't usually change. It takes more than a beating for most of us to do an "about-face" change. And it requires a whole lot of self-discipline to not only change but to refrain from going back to old ways.