Watching the CourtTV ratings-maker Depp v. Heard civil trial while eating a late lunch, a recording was played featuring the voices of both Johnny Depp and Amber Heard. Johnny sounded confused and was doing his best to leave what was quickly becoming a bad situation. Amber was having none of that.
I was laughing out loud at Amber. You see, I know women like that. One woman I knew, a cute and petite brawler, cold-cocked her new husband; knocked him flat on his back and out cold. When he woke up he knew right away his third bride’s idea of fighting was not his. He learned his lesson, carefully kept third place in the family hierarchy (her daughter came second), and took a series of jobs that involved a lot of travel or overtime.
Since that happened before the days of phones that could record, how did I come by this embarrassing story? Simple: She told me while he was standing right there. She was proud of it, too. He was mortified it was being made public. But, you see, the whole story was all about her.
Her rights as a woman.
Her rights as a wife.
Her rights as the head of that household.
And why not? From her early years, hadn’t she been fed the feminazi narrative that men are all scum and deserve to be trampled if not dead? Yes, she had.
But so had I. So why was I not beating up my husband and crowing about it on the town square?
Because I, like a lot of women, have been giving that politically correct narrative a good think and came to the conclusion there was a lot of fake drama out there and men were all being blamed for every last bit of it.
There are two things my husband and I argued about constantly.
The first was the toothpaste tube and the second was the toilet seat. He didn’t like how I squeezed the tube and I didn’t like it that he left the seat up. These arguments went on for several years until one day I asked myself what in the hell were the solutions to the arguments. Simply these: I bought a tube just for me and one just for him. And if he had to reach to lift the seat I left down, then why couldn’t I just reach to lower the seat he left up?
Guess what? No more arguments about those subjects — ever. Furthermore, he never noticed the changes but was happy not to get reamed out for a non-crime.
Granted, Johnny Depp is a cutie pie…with a substance abuse problem. But I’ll tell you one thing I know for certain: Substance abuse does not turn someone into a wife beater if he wasn’t one already. Therefore, if Johnny ever laid a hand on Amber, it was to protect himself from her hands and feet and unrelenting screech-filled illogical demands she diligently (and often secretly) recorded in the ill-fated belief these would help her court case because…
Oh, yeah…
She knew she was going for the big pay day.
How do we know this? Because Heard wrote an article, with the help of the ACLU who was expecting a big donation from her, doing everything but naming Depp as her abuser. Depp lost jobs because of this article. But did Amber stop playing her games? She did not. Why not?
Because women like that must play the game. It’s their fix for when they get to jonesin’ to deliver pain.
Unfortunately, their men, raised in the same environment, will stay in the abusive relationship because they themselves have been conditioned to believe they are at fault.
Sex is difficult enough without adding crazy to the mix. Don’t believe me? Read this article I wrote in 2020. I promise you’ll laugh…okay, maybe you’ll cry. But you’ll know I’m telling the truth.
Back to Johnny and Amber. One thing Amber did was set him up. He testified how he’d come home from a long day of work and she’d be right there, ready to take off his boots and socks and rub his tired, old feet. He said he’d never had such wonderful attention. He loved it.
What he didn’t know was this: Crazy was just itching to jump out and jump out it did when one day he gets home, sits in his chair and, seeing Amber busy, took off his own boots and socks. Amber was not happy about that and told him he wasn’t to do that anymore. Even as he related the story Depp looked confused.
Blindsided would be more accurate. That was Amber’s way of saying “Let the games begin, you creep you.”
They have a name for what Amber did to Johnny.
It’s called Borderline Personality Disorder, or emotionally unstable personality disorder. Characterized by a long-term pattern of unstable interpersonal relationships, distorted sense of self, and strong emotional reactions, the people women such as this live and work with often feel as if they are in a blender with no way out.
Remember the woman I told you about earlier who knocked her husband out cold with one sucker punch? My (now-ex) husband and I were acquaintances with this couple. But you see, I wouldn’t play her games. She was furious about that and one day got all up in my face about it and was just begging me to hit her so she could fight back. I began laughing and laughed all the way to the car. Left her standing there, screaming for me to come back. “I told you to come back! I didn’t say you could leave!”
Which is also the main reason why I am no longer married. You see, my husband was the male version of her. When I stopped falling for his games, then there was no longer any need for him to be sneaky about his real intentions which was to gaslight Angela.
The trial must not be going too well for Amber. Big headline just announced she’s fired her PR company.
And have you seen the judge in the civil trial? That woman will not take any manipulative behaviour from Amber. I simply wish I had time to watch the whole trial, but I don’t.
I hope Johnny has learned his lesson. He’s 58. Not much time left for him to make more mistakes like that. But I am glad he finally said to Amber, “There is too great a fee for your caress.”
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