Woman with post-partum depression drowns all her kids?

Salon/Feminist view: She's "misunderstood". The judge should give her a hug and a Paxil, release her - and, should she get the blues and have to kill any more children she has in the future, encourage her to do so in the most humane way possible.

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Woman with schizophrenia literally kills and eats her baby?

Salon/Feminist view: She's "misunderstood". And likely, it's likely the fault of an eeevil dad. And, umm, the Patriarchy. Yup, they are to blame.

As for the woman? Keep her in the general public, allow her to stay off her meds - but if she has more kids (which is her right, you sexist pigs!), give her a lot of food stamps so that she can snack on Cheetos instead of her baby's toes.

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Woman drinks, drives and slaughters all her kids and innocent passengers in another vehicle?

Salon/Feminist view: She WAS "misunderstood". The father must have been a deadbeat evil misogynist sexist dad for sure!

And, ummm, it's the Patriarchy's fault that freeway lanes are mostly one-way only! Yeah!

Also, let's blame HER KIDS too. Lousy little brats, they would drive any angelic saintly woman (redundancy) to drive drunk.

In fact, for not killing her 5 kids EARLIER, we should give Diane Schuler a State Burial and a posthumous award!!! What fortitude she had, aye!

And, ummm...maybe she had post-partum depression. That always excuses drunk-driving, murder and so on.

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I wonder sometimes how Salon/feminists would respond if Osama bin Laden and Timothy McVeigh were female...

Yup, you guessed it: they would simply be "misunderstood"...

Doesn't anyone watch SNL anymore?

"The Kissing Family" --

http://showhype.com/video/saturday_night_live_kissing_family_1/

Having just enough butter to scrape from the bottom of the old tub in the fridge to make 2 slices of homemade garlic toast?

Ohhh yeahhh...

And I loved the Good Vibrations reference, Keef...keep 'em coming! ;-P

...should also be enjoyed by the rest of humanity

None of that means much when you are looking for a place to sleep at night.

Or getting beat up in a high school locker room for being a dark-skinned "sand-nigger".

Or when you lose that final shred of human dignity and resort to rummaging through garbage looking for food.

Or when you're 8 y.o. and purposefully anger your dad so he will beat the crap outta you instead of unleashing again on your mom.

(Yup, all real experiences. All mine...and shared by countless others as well.)

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It's easy to enjoy the things that you all claim make life worthwhile - when you are able to live.

Poetry must be lovely when you don't have to ponder getting raped by your mom's boyfriend later that night.

And art and ecstasy and indescribable feelings are divine, sure, when you don't have to worry if a "smart bomb" will hit your house tonite.

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No, there certainly is nothing wrong with occasional introspection or analysis of emotion.

But there is something wrong when a bunch of privileged pampered individuals - insulated from the reality of the other 5.99999 billion people trying to survive in this world - stage a self-congratulatory wankfest over the beauty of a vaguely unpleasant moment of je ne sais quoi.

I can only hope that y'all are reincarnated as Haitians or Darfur refugees in your next life.

Now back to your regularly scheduled navels.

What you sensitive emo navel-gazers will never get is that the things

So it's we - the derisive pragmatists - who have a worldview that's small and mean?

Au contraire, my friend. My worldview is expansive - I'd argue much more so than the middle-to-upper-middle class comfortable white Americans who are in love with navel-gazin' here...

What you simply don't get is that your inescapable feeling is a LUXURY...

A luxury that the child soldier in Nigeria, the starving mentally ill bum in NYC and the beaten wife in Tokyo do not have the opportunity to enjoy.

So by all means keep looking inward, assholes...

The rest of us? We'll try to look outward and make life just a little less fucked up for those who aren't so lucky to get to enjoy vaguely unpleasant moments...

I meant to say "...sick kids visiting a zoo, for example."

That was a bad one....LMAO