Neanderthal wife beaters deserve...

[Jettboy]

They deserve to have the shit beat out of them. Knee-capping is also on the table.

When I was 6 back in 1970-ish, my mother married a drunken sailor and spirited my older brother and I off to Norfolk, Virginia. The sad marrige only lasted a year. About two months into it, the drunken little fucker began to show his true colors, coming home from duty shit-faced and violent. He beat up my mother several times. In front on me and my then-8-year-old brother. I can’t remember how many times it happened; it’s just a series of blurred images…

• At one point my brother, maybe five feet and 65 lbs of fury, jumped in to help mom out. Got a black eye and a perfect imprint of a Navy class ring on his cheek.

• Mom hitting the bastard repeatedly across the skull with a steel vacuum cleaner hose. No matter how many times she hit him, he would not fucking stay down.

• Big, burly Shore Patrol guys coming in, cuffing the fucker and hauling him off to the brig several times. I remember one occasion when one of the Shore Patrol guys got into a tussle with him and punched him in the mouth. He was standing in the bathroom, Shore Patrol guy behind him, in full view of my bro and I, nursing his cut lip. He says, “I can’t believe you hit me,” as he dabbled at his wound with a piece of toilet paper, “just wait 'til I report you, you fucking pig!” Shore Patrol guy glances around, doesn’t notice anyone watching, grabs the back of the asshole’s head and slams him face first into the mirror. SMASH! When we saw him again a week or two later, he looked like a jigsaw puzzle.

• Once mom sent us running for a sympathetic neighbor’s apartment while she tried to lock herself into the back bedroom to call the Shore Patrol. Instead of his usual tack of chsing after her to get in a few additional licks, he took off after my brother and I. He caught my bro by the neck and was drawing back for a punch when the neighbor girl screamed, “Get your hands OFF of him!” Seconds later, her husband came out and placed himself between the asshole and me and my bro. “Wanna’ take a swing at a man, Tough Guy?!” neighbor guy growls. The drunken asshole holds up his hands in supplication and turns to run back in the house. He trips over his own idiot feet, and the neighbor lady sits on his back until the cops and Shore Patrol show up.

Pretty fucking traumatic shit for a couple of little boys, not to mention their poor mather, to experience, huh? When my brother joined the Navy at 17, he tried desparately to track the fucker down, but no dice. I don’t think my brother was actually planning on killing him, just putting on a ski mask and beating the old boy until he stopped moving.

I would almost have been cool with that.

[BrainGlutton]

@SHAKES

They need their knee caps broke is what they need.
Slightly off topic…

I remember once when my son was just born. My wife was playing with the Baby. Durring their play, baby managed to head butt my wife right square on the bridge of the nose. (Actually she droped baby as she was laying on the bed. He happened to land on her face head first.)

The baby was unhurt but my wife was left with not one but two black eyes. Boy did I ever get the stink eye from people after that event occured. Kind of pissed me off that people automaticaly assumed I gave my wife the beat down instead of giving me the benifit of the doubt.

Sometimes a woman really does run into a door (or functional equivalent of such event).

[Malthus]

Reminds me of when our toddler playfully shook his rattle at me - and hit me square in the eye. Gave me a nice shiner. I felt like calling in sick a la Homer Simpson: “I tell you, my baby beat me up!”

[Fotheringay-Phipps]

Wikipedia’s take. The numbers are somewhat skewed because they lump male-on-male abuse with female-on-male abuse for the most part. But you can probably dig further into the numbers if you looked up the sources.

One startling claim:

Women reported committing one-sided attacks more than twice as often as men (70% versus 29%).

But I imagine these numbers are a percentage of attacks rather than a percentage of people in relationships.

[supergoose]

@Jimmy_Joe_Meager

Okay, okay, Diogenes the Cynic, at this point you’re just contradicting yourself, making absolute assertions and then immeditely flip-flopping, and, uh… well, it looks like somebody needs either a Xanax or a nap. (And it might be me!)

In any event… your buttons are so easy to push, and you have so many of them, that me carrying on with you any further would be a waste of my time and, frankly, perhaps just a wee bit trollish. I mean, with just the slightest poke you fume and sputter like a cranky old steam engine. It’s funny, don’t get me wrong, it just gets old after a while and doesn’t really accomplish anything.

Obviously you aren’t up for honest debate or a frank and open exchange of ideas, so I’m going to stop trying now.

Toodles!!

Um, you’re the one coming off looking like an obnoxious idiot here, in my humble opinion. You came in here clearly gunning for a fight with Diogenes, slinging insults, and framing your questions in a snide, ridiculing way. And then you claim that it’s *he *who isn’t up for an honest debate or a frank and open exchange of ideas? This last post of yours frankly and openly seems to me to be a cover-your-ass type of retort, the kind slung when you don’t have intelligent rebuttals to the opponent’s statements (because if you did, obviously you’d use them, right? Especially if you could administer the verbal beat down you so obviously are craving) and are withdrawing for the sake of your own pride. Just know, you aren’t fooling anyone here.

(And no, I don’t agree with Diogenes’ statements, and, as he himself admitted, there is truth to some of your assertions about his character, but you’re managing to make him come out looking good in this fight, which I’m guessing was *not *your intent.)

[Diogenes_the_Cynic]

@Jimmy_Joe_Meager

Okay, okay, Diogenes the Cynic, at this point you’re just contradicting yourself, making absolute assertions and then immeditely flip-flopping, and, uh… well, it looks like somebody needs either a Xanax or a nap. (And it might be me!)

In any event… your buttons are so easy to push, and you have so many of them, that me carrying on with you any further would be a waste of my time and, frankly, perhaps just a wee bit trollish. I mean, with just the slightest poke you fume and sputter like a cranky old steam engine. It’s funny, don’t get me wrong, it just gets old after a while and doesn’t really accomplish anything.

Obviously you aren’t up for honest debate or a frank and open exchange of ideas, so I’m going to stop trying now.

Toodles!!

There isn’t really any content to your posts, but it’s extremely interesting that you aren’t willing to say that men who hit women are garbage.

[Diogenes_the_Cynic]

@Scumpup

Your performance in every thread where abuse of women or children is discussed, and a fair number of gun threads too, says otherwise.

Total misread on your part. I see myself a a total pussy. I haven’t been in a physical fight since 9th grade. I have no balls at all, for the most part, nor have I ever pretended otherwise.

[muttrox]

@Diogenes_the_Cynic

I have no balls at all…

Oddly appropriate way to say it for this thread.

[ivan_astikov]

I could be seen as either a pussy or a tough guy by different people, but what I know is, if a person wishes me physical harm they had better have a good reason, because I will not make it easy for them.

I’ve been in dozens of fights from childhood, through to 1998, but the idea of hitting a woman is alien to me. This stems from my hatred of bullies, and the tendency for the average man to be able to overpower the average woman, without having to resort to striking.

Saying that, if a woman wishes to act like a testosterone-driven male, and significantly outweighs a guy she is attacking, I wouldn’t do it myself, but I’d probably give a cheer if someone else chinned her!

[SteveG1]

@Jettboy

They deserve to have the shit beat out of them. Knee-capping is also on the table.

When I was 6 back in 1970-ish, my mother married a drunken sailor and spirited my older brother and I off to Norfolk, Virginia. The sad marrige only lasted a year. About two months into it, the drunken little fucker began to show his true colors, coming home from duty shit-faced and violent. He beat up my mother several times. In front on me and my then-8-year-old brother. I can’t remember how many times it happened; it’s just a series of blurred images…

• At one point my brother, maybe five feet and 65 lbs of fury, jumped in to help mom out. Got a black eye and a perfect imprint of a Navy class ring on his cheek.

• Mom hitting the bastard repeatedly across the skull with a steel vacuum cleaner hose. No matter how many times she hit him, he would not fucking stay down.

• Big, burly Shore Patrol guys coming in, cuffing the fucker and hauling him off to the brig several times. I remember one occasion when one of the Shore Patrol guys got into a tussle with him and punched him in the mouth. He was standing in the bathroom, Shore Patrol guy behind him, in full view of my bro and I, nursing his cut lip. He says, “I can’t believe you hit me,” as he dabbled at his wound with a piece of toilet paper, “just wait 'til I report you, you fucking pig!” Shore Patrol guy glances around, doesn’t notice anyone watching, grabs the back of the asshole’s head and slams him face first into the mirror. SMASH! When we saw him again a week or two later, he looked like a jigsaw puzzle.

• Once mom sent us running for a sympathetic neighbor’s apartment while she tried to lock herself into the back bedroom to call the Shore Patrol. Instead of his usual tack of chsing after her to get in a few additional licks, he took off after my brother and I. He caught my bro by the neck and was drawing back for a punch when the neighbor girl screamed, “Get your hands OFF of him!” Seconds later, her husband came out and placed himself between the asshole and me and my bro. “Wanna’ take a swing at a man, Tough Guy?!” neighbor guy growls. The drunken asshole holds up his hands in supplication and turns to run back in the house. He trips over his own idiot feet, and the neighbor lady sits on his back until the cops and Shore Patrol show up.

Pretty fucking traumatic shit for a couple of little boys, not to mention their poor mather, to experience, huh? When my brother joined the Navy at 17, he tried desparately to track the fucker down, but no dice. I don’t think my brother was actually planning on killing him, just putting on a ski mask and beating the old boy until he stopped moving.

I would almost have been cool with that.

I would have been totally cool with it.The part I bolded is a good example of what I was talking about earlier - this was a coward. He was only tough when he thought no one could stop him. It wasn’t just one outburst either. If he only “freaked out” one time in his life, you might cut some slack - “he just flipped” or something. When it is constant and chronic, it’s something completely different. The idea that he refused to fight someone “equal” just adds to my disgust.

I live with someone who has a pin in her elbow. Her first husband was a beater - ex Marine, truck driver, tough guy. He broke her arm, and she will have that pin for the rest of her life. He beat their kids. Interesting thing, when the kids got older, and became bigger and stronger than him, he suddenly found some manners. Fucking coward.

[Fotheringay-Phipps]

@Diogenes_the_Cynic

I see myself a a total pussy.

Does that mean that if your spouse/SO physically abuses you that you deserve it?

[Fear_Itself]

@Scumpup

While you can heat oil to a higher temperature than you can cereal, it doesn’t cling to the target or retain its heat like cereal.

For the best of both, boil up a pot of 6 cups sugar, 1 cup water and 1 cup corn syrup to hard crack stage (300-310 degrees). That won’t even wipe off, it’s like the stuff out of a hot glue gun.

[carnivorousplant]

@Fear_Itself

hard crack stage (300-310 degrees).

I hesitate to ask where that definition comes from.

[Diogenes_the_Cynic]

@Fotheringay-Phipps

Does that mean that if your spouse/SO physically abuses you that you deserve it?

Of course.

[Laudenum]

@Diogenes_the_Cynic

Nope. It’s not the same thing. Sorry. I see that assertion as nothing but an attempt to obscure the problem of male on female violence through bullshit, childish equivalency.

WTF?
What does it matter so long as one person is kicking lumps out of another?
Why do you seem incapable of admitting that a woman can kick the shit out of a man? Most can’t, but there are planty of women who can

[muttrox]

I think his DtC’s point is that focusing on the fairly rare cases of women on men violence obscures the heart of the problem, men on women violence. Not that either is better or worse than the other, just that one is **much **more common than the other and it’s distracting to focus on the much smaller problem.

[kidchameleon]

@muttrox

I think his DtC’s point is that focusing on the fairly rare cases of women on men violence obscures the heart of the problem, men on women violence. Not that either is better or worse than the other, just that one is **much **more common than the other and it’s distracting to focus on the much smaller problem.

I don’t know that one is more common than the other. While certainly women suffering sever injuries is much more prevalent than men suffering the same, there are likely a lot of women who are physically abusive to their male partner but the male is able shake it off. What we see in the hospital room is just a symptom, not the disease. If my ex-wife had attacked me, I could have shrugged it off, but that doesn’t make it any less wrong than if I had done the reverse.

[muttrox]

I can’t say I know the prevalence for sure either, but everyone in the thread seems comfortable saying it is. 70-30 or 80-20.

[Malacandra]

An oft-cited data point is Erin Pizzey’s observation that five-eighths of the women entering her battered women’s shelter were as violent as the men they were fleeing from. That’s five out of eight women in a sample where the man is already known to be violent; it doesn’t account, of course, for any relationships where only the woman is violent.

It’s all very well to speak of female-on-male violence as though it were a trivial thing, but given that earlier in the thread people were talking of boiling oil, water or oatmeal as handy equalizers, doesn’t it occur to anyone that violent women might think of that, or similar, on their own initiative? :dubious:

[Fear_Itself]

@carnivorousplant

I hesitate to ask where that definition comes from.

It is one of the stages of candy-making:

Thread 223-235* F
Soft ball 235-245* F
Firm ball 245-250* F
Hard ball250-266*
Soft crack270-290* F
Hard crack300-310* F
Caramel320-350* F