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Catherine Kieu Becker is a Castrating Scumbag

Catherine Kieu Becker is a Castrating Scumbag published on

Not happy with cutting off her husband’s penis Catherine Kieu Becker then threw it in the garbage disposal, presumably so it couldn’t be reattached.

The little turd then told the authorities that he “deserved it,” perhaps because he was divorcing her,  though once she lawyers up we can no doubt expect a laundry list of imaginary offenses with which to vilify the victim and minimize the crime.

If American men had any self respect left they would lynch the cow, but as we all know by now most of them probably agree that he “deserved it,” and will be having a good laugh instead. And that brings me to the question of what should be the penalty for cutting off a man’s penis.

Perhaps the penalty for such a crime should be death, at least in the US where the idea of the death penalty for rape has at times been proposed. After all, you can get over a rape, but you can’t get over having your penis cut off and minced. We must also consider the hate crime aspect of this particular type of offense. What Becker did was not merely an attack on her husband but also on you, on me, your sons, your brothers. It was in short a collective “fuck you” to the male sex, just as some racists dragging a black man behind a truck till his head tears off is a collective “fuck you” to all black people.

No doubt there are those who will argue that there must be some psychiatric or psychological explanation for this GynoBeast’s actions, that something is wrong with the poor dear. And of course they are right, there is something wrong with her – she’s a scumbag.

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Inside

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Western culture has an unfortunate tendency to over-represent male evil while under-representing its  female equivalent, and being a horror fan i notice this a lot in said genre.

The best example I can think of is that despite 18-33% of America’s serial killers being women, no iconic female serial killer has emerged in the genre. Males we’ve got, whether reality based ones like Hannibal Lecter and Leather-face, or fantasy based ones like Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Freddy Kruger, Pinhead etc.

The one exception to this man-hating Western habit of sweeping female  darkness under the rug  seems to be, curiously enough, the  French. Apparently many French film makers are aware that “La Difference” isn’t quite as rose colored as the feminists would like the world to believe, and they aren’t shy about letting us know it.

From the adulterous wife in the drama “Unne Femme Francaise” to the cabal of liars, adulterers and murderers  in the musical comedy “8 Women”, contemporary French cinema showcases a refreshing amount of unpleasant women, and the horror genre is no exception.

From “High Tension” to “Martyrs”, the French GynoBeast gets to see far more daylight than her Anglo sisters, and the Crème De La Crème (sorry) of all French “Evil Woman” movies is without a doubt Julien Maury  and Alexandre Bustillo’s unforgettable debut feature “Inside”.

This blood-splattered, gut-strewn horrorfest stars Beatrice Dalle (of Betty Blue) as a mysterious creature referred to only as “The Woman”, a GynoBeast who is mad as a weasel, scary as hell, and who makes The Terminator look like the the Easter Bunny. The Gallic psycho-woman decides that she wants another woman’s unborn child and as we all know there is only one way to get that, and by the time “The Woman” carries out the DIY C-section she’s slaughtered over half a dozen people and left the house looking like it’s been decorated by Jeffrey Dahmer.

The plot is simple – evil woman is in the house trying to get to pregnant woman, other characters drop in and are soon swimming in blood. But plot is not what “Inside” is about. “Inside” is about high-impact horror, it’s about finding yourself trapped inside a phone booth with everything that is dark and deadly in women and realizing that nothing short of a rocket launcher is going to stop her from splattering your innards all over the stairs.

If you want an antidote to the usual  “Evil Male” movies check out this rare garlicky treat, but only if you  have the stomach of a cast iron elephant – you have been warned.

Trailer here

Domestic Violence Psycho Katherine Knight

Domestic Violence Psycho Katherine Knight published on

Here’s a nice example of the kind of thing that women supposedly don’t do. The next time some idiot claims domestic violence committed by females is not only rare but of a mild nature, remember the name Katherine Knight.

Back in 2000, Katherine Knight, an Australian woman with a history of violence towards her partners, stabbed her de-facto husband John Price 37 times, skinned and decapitated the corpse, then baked his buttocks and made stew out of his head.

Knight  then sat the flayed and decapitated corpse at the dinner table, and set two places for  Price’s children, each with plates containing their father’s baked flesh. Knight may also have attempted to eat some of Price’s flesh, but apparently that was too much even for her and the “steak” ended up on the lawn instead.

God only knows why an apparently decent man like John price got himself mixed up with such an animal, but it sure as hell wasn’t that they had much in common, Price generally being seen as a really nice bloke who was liked even by his ex-wife!

Knight was sentenced to life in prison without parole,  the first Australian woman to receive such a sentence  – though it’s hard to believe that it took this long for  an Australian woman to do something bad enough to be deserving of such punishment.

Court document here.

Wikipedia entry here