I don't know any of these women and yet I am in tears -Love You to death

[malaise]

http://www.theguardian.com/society/2015/dec/06/women-murdered-domestic-violence-love-you-to-death-vanessa-engle
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On 4 March 2013, Chantelle Barnsdale-Quean, a 35-year-old mother of two, was killed by her husband of 10 years at their home in Darfield, Barnsley. Stephen Barnsdale-Quean strangled his wife, whose Facebook messages he liked to check and whose debit card he preferred to keep in his own wallet, with a length of metal chain he had bought two weeks before from B&Q. Why did he commit this terrible crime? No one knows. After he had killed Chantelle, he stabbed his face, neck and stomach with a paring knife, the better to claim that she had attacked him; he then suggested to the police that she had committed suicide. “We’re assuming it was about money,” says Chantelle’s mother, Sue. But her voice carries no conviction, for what can anyone say about a man who would do such a thing? Where there should be words, there is only blankness. Where there should be an explanation, some glimpsed understanding, there is only this unspeakable void, as if she had been scoured inside.
‘We record all the killing of women by men. You see a pattern’
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Sue and her husband, Stuart, appear in Love You to Death, a film by Vanessa Engle, the subject of which is domestic violence. As well as telling their own story, the couple read out several names from the long list of women – 86 in total – who were killed in Britain by a male partner or ex-partner in 2013. Sue can also be heard at the documentary’s very beginning, claiming Chantelle as her own in the piteous roll call of relationships with which it opens. “She was my auntie,” says the first voice. “She was one of my best friends from school,” says the second. Daughter, neighbour, little sister: every kind of bond is offered up until, with terrible finality, someone says: “She was my mum.” This hour-long accretion not only of names, but of relationships, pushes the viewer to see past the statistics, the miserably stubborn figures in the matter of such killings, which change hardly at all year-to-year. The film is a memorial to the dead, but it’s also a powerful reminder that those who are left behind must somehow live with the knowledge that their son-in-law, their sister’s boyfriend, their father killed someone they loved very much, and that they were able to do nothing to stop him.

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Across the globe more women are killed and injured as a result of domestic violence and are folks killed as a result of terrorism - but the folks in charge don't give a flying fuck about domestic violence.

[annabanana]

1. kick . . .n/t

[Dustlawyer]

2. I was jury foremen in a trial where the long term boyfriend broke into the apartment of his recent

ex-girlfriend (just as he told everyone that morning he would) and shot and killed his girlfriend. Her 8 year old son came out of his bedroom to see him standing over her with the gun. At trial he admitted that if he couldn't have her, no one would. He expressed sorry for her family and we sent him to life in prison where he still is today some 15 years later. He will be in his 70's before he is eligible for parole.

What a waste! Instead of spending $50,000 per year to lock him up, why don't we spend the money on the front end to work with these abusers and at least try to break the cycle since usually they usually come from an abusive home?

[malaise]

3. +1,000