Sydney Sweeney being naked with some footballs doesn’t set women’s sports back hundreds of years; however, letting men who pretend to be women play in them does.
If you make an autonomous decision to record your mental breakdown, and a second autonomous decision to post it online, you’re not experiencing postpartum…you're just an attention whore.
They want you to have empathy for Lindsay Clancy, Renee Good, Alex Pretti, and Karmelo Anthony.
All whilst one year later, they still celebrate Charlie Kirk’s brutal execution.
Constance Fisher drowned her three children in a bathtub in 1954.
Mental hospital. Declared better. Released.
Husband stayed. They had three more kids.
She drowned those three too.
Same house. Same bathtub. Same excuse. Six dead children because a system treated a child killer like a patient who just needed time.
That is the whole argument. Not “was she sad.” Not “did she hear voices.” What happens after you let them out, and who pays for it the second time.
Lindsay Clancy strangled her three kids. People are already writing her a sympathy card and calling prison cruel. Cruel is three little bodies. Cruel is doing it once and getting a path back to freedom. Cruel is pretending history didn’t already run this experiment and lose six kids.
Mental illness can explain how someone gets there. It does not give you a free murder. It does not entitle you to more children. And it does not require the rest of us to wait around and see if the next round dies too.
If you kill your kids, you don’t get to be a mother again. You don’t get a soft landing and a second family. Life without parole. Lock the door. Stop experimenting on other people’s children and making excuses.
Convict her. Convict those who harm children. Period.
I'm not sure the women out there fully understand the gravity of the argument they are making.
If you can't be held accountable for murdering your kids because you had postpartum depression, then it naturally has to follow that if you are diagnosed with postpartum depression, you should lose the custody of your children.
How can you possibly reach any other conclusion?
Is this the path you want to go down ladies?
Don’t invite me to a farmers market where more than half the vendors sell jewelry, skincare, and shea butter. I want fresh bread, local honey, heirloom tomatoes, infused salts, pepper jelly, cultured butter, and an absurd variety of eggs. I came here for FOOD!
In South America, we have a folklore legend called La Llorona, the story of a woman named María who drowned her two children and then took her own life.
Growing up, our parents and grandparents warned us that if we misbehaved, La Llorona would come for us. She wasn’t treated as a sympathetic figure. She was the monster in the story, the ultimate warning of what a mother should never become.
That’s how our culture should remember mothers who murder their children, like Lindsay Clancy: not romanticized, not turned into tragic heroines, but remembered for the horror of what they did.
Some acts should haunt the culture. Killing your own children is one of them.
If you brutally murder all of your children, you should be locked away forever.
Your mental state matters only insofar as determining where exactly to cage you.
they were probably so scared and confused. it makes me so sick every single time i think about and i have to go hug my son. she really needs to fucking fry and every one of these retarded whores supporting her, projecting themselves onto her, needs to be neutered.