Woman called "psycho" for defending herself

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Is there no end to human hypocrisy?

http://www.news.com.au/couriermail/story/0,23739,20930750-3102,00.html

To save you following the link, the story is that a young mother was being dragged from her home by a rapist. She managed to grab a cricket bat (think baseball bat except heavier and with edges) and hits him twice over the head. He leaves, presumably with very sore head. As he leaves he calls her a “psycho”!

No doubt he’ll be taking a restraining order out on her next. Damn violent psycho women. You can’t even conduct a friendly abduction and rape on one without them fuckin’ hitting you on the head with a goddamn cricket bat!

The bloke will probably have to go for counselling now. Such a blow to his masculinity (what little of it he may have).

::wipes tears of laughter away::

That is absolutely beautiful. Three cheers for the psycho bitch.

Mind you, a well aimed thwack or three to his other head might have curtailed his ‘activities’ rather permanently too.

I wonder what brand the bat was? Maybe they could incorporate the publicity from this incident into their advertising program.

Cricket Bats: not just for cricket anymore.

:slight_smile:

Gunn & Moore: Crack 'em Balls

I once read about a prisoner in Utah who escaped and was later recaptured. He then sued the state claiming that he had experienced mental damages caused by the stress of being the subject of an organized pursuit.

Ahh, something in The Pit to lift the spirits. Thank you. I just wish she put him in the hospital. Good for her. Although, there is a chance he might sue her now.

In an Australian court, I can’t see that getting him very far.

Agreed, but she might win a place on the English cricket team anway.

Indeed. As the old saying goes, “He’s got Buckleys* chance”.

*There are two possible origins of this saying.

  1. William Buckley was an early explorer in Aus who met with many obstacles and hardships on his travels. In other words, he was a total failure. As would any attempt by our ‘victim’ to demand compensation for his thumping. :smiley:

  2. Late 19th Century, a general merchandise (department) store opened in Melbourne called Buckley and Nunn’s. It sold everything from pins to dress suits and pots and pans and was still around in the 1960’s when I was a wee lass!!
    In good Australian fashion, Buckleys (chance) became none whatsoever, or not on your bloody life Nellie.

I’m making sense, right?? :slight_smile:

:stuck_out_tongue:

I’m not sure I understand the Pitting.

Had some court later called the woman a psycho, I’d understand. Had same tabloid done the same, ditto. But in the heat of – whatever heat that asshole was in – did you really expect a reasoned and rational response from him? “Hey lady, I’m trying to rape you, therefore your response of beating me with a cricket bat is entirely reasonable. Brava, madame, brava!”

I give this Pitting a 1.2. Lame, very lame.

She needs to choke up on the bat a bit more, and work on her follow-through. The guy’s still talking after all.

Boon: "I gotta work on my game. "

Otter: "No, no, no, don’t think of it as work. The whole point is just to enjoy yourself. "

I was thinking, “I realize now that you were right, and I was wrong. I apologize.”

Even better. :stuck_out_tongue:

I also would have accepted “Let’s just agree to disagree.”

You never know when you are going to need a good piece of wood.

Reminds me of the gladiator training scene in A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum: “You’re tensing up. Just let it flow…”

Surely this is an illegal stroke.

Unless I have misinterpreted the rule pertaining to hitting the head twice then the woman should have been given out. To avoid this happening again I suggest that rapists should go around in teams of eleven (plus two umpires) so that the other ten can shout Owzat! in such circumstances then run around the room giving each other high fives when a wicket falls.

Altogether a disgraceful episode IMO.

Hmm, if he called her a psycho for hitting him with a bat, I wonder what he would have called me after I blew his head off.

I don’t know what the big deal is. That’s what cricket bats are for, idnit?

Mind you, everything I know about cricket I learned from Shaun of the Dead.