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This fictional opinion piece will be included in Rodney the Rat Plucks the Moon From the Sky - BOOK IV

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NEWSPAPER OPINION PIECE

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Niagara-on-the-Lake

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A GROTESQUE FAMILY

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How to Terminate

a Woman's Soul

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 By Matthew Brownfield

  

“But I don’t want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can’t help that," said the Cat: "we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad."
"How do you know I’m mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn’t have come here.” 
                                                                        ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland


A JUSTIFIED RAGE?


Hannah’s ancient husband makes me want to puke. More than puke. Run to the nearest shower and scrub myself thoroughly clean.

      And he’s not the only one who emotionally overwhelms me.

      His whole disgusting family and even those associated with it are just as bad.              They are the most dishonest liars, cheats, manipulative creeps, swindlers, drug traffickers, pompous tax-evaders and dedicated thieves that I’ve ever had the bad luck to encounter. I pray to God I will never stumble over such a collection of unethical and totally immoral sh*theads ever again!

      They’re totally revolting. Beyond revolting, even!

      Hannah’s husband told Family & Children's Services that his wife was “insane.” My head nearly exploded. What a profoundly ignorant thing to say! Seriously. What kind of loyal and loving husband would say something bizarre like that? Just totally stupid!

      Does that sh*thole have a credible medical degree? Nope. Is he so God-like that everything he says is absolutely and unequivocally true? Not even close.

      He should get down on his knees and publically thank Hannah for taking such good care of two of his great-grandchildren—for more than ten years, no less!

      That's right: More than ten f*cking years!

      If she weren’t around, those kids would probably be farmed out to a foster home, but that pisspot of a husband has never thanked Hannah for anything. Not one damn thing. No pat on the back to tell her how proud he was of what she was doing, no encouraging words for how Hannah has built a bond between her and the younger boy. He didn’t even show any interest when Hannah was diagnosed with double cancer and had to endure some fairly major surgeries, let alone offer any words of condolence when her parents died, one after the other.

      According to her égoïste husband, once Hannah is released from the local hospital, he will allow her—allow—to return to her home—yes, her home—as long as she vacates the premises in three months—three damn months.

      What the everlasting f*ck?

      Hannah has endured eighteen unbearable years married to this morceau de merde and in return she gets three f*cking months to gather her belongings from their home.

      How totally disgusting!

      CONFIDENTIAL … Some think the real reason he is clearing Hannah out of the(ir) house is because he plans to give it to his creepy daughter. She’s the one who raised a son arrested for trafficking crystal meth, heroin, cocaine, oxycodone, and MDMA. Of course, all of that occurred after he fathered the two boys that, curiously, Hannah has been raising. Sounds like a real winner, right? The creep daughter seems to be in control her little merde daddy and soon she’ll become queen of 19 acres of social blissfulness.

      Hey, this family is so dysfunctional anything is possible.

      The funniest thing of all, though—the real contradiction within a contradiction, you might say—is how and why such a religious man could be so emotionally cruel and unfeeling toward his fragile wife. No doubt poor Hannah made a gigantic mistake marrying this tas de merde, who comes from a family of frightening malfunctions. The scum nearly drove Hannah completely mad.

      Nearly.

      If there is a true God, I trust this creator will be frowning heavily on the sh*thead and his highly dysfunctional family.

      As for Hannah’s younger brother?

      He was wonderful when tending to the needs of both of his dying parents while doing tragically sh*t all for his frail sister.

      He should feel tremendously ashamed of himself.

      He never will.

      What a cruel, conniving, and ugly species we are.

 

P.S. The hordes of greed are now approaching the old sh*t’s castle and poor Hannah is running herself dead. Life is so twisted. So ugly. So greedy. God, is there another liveable planet in our universe where someone can escape the evil of their blackened souls?

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Moral of this très courte histoire:
“Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.”
                        ― Albert Camus

 

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