By Ox Drover
Most of us know that when you combine gasoline and fire there is not only a larger fire, but an explosive one. Our here in the boondocks we have occasion to burn brush piles or even trash sometimes and anyone except some pure idiot knows you never use gasoline as an accelerant for burning anything, you use diesel. Diesel fuel is more akin to what they call fuel oil up north and they fuel their household heaters with it. It ignites slowly without a lot of vapor and burns steadily, not causing an explosion.
Gasoline on the other hand, starts to vaporize as soon as it is poured out and when you strike a match to it, that vapor cloud explodes into a huge fireball, engulfing anything in the area. As a nurse I have taken care of many patients who were unwise enough to use gasoline as an accelerant to start a fire. Many of those people received life threatening and extremely painful injuries; some patients died.
In a relationship where there are two people who are both personality disordered, there is always the potential for a lethal explosion caused when the one of the participants acts like the gasoline and vaporizes a cloud of toxic and very volatile gas, and the other personality-disordered of the pair strikes the match. The explosion may engulf one or both of the parties, like a murder-suicide, or it may involve the deaths of someone else outside of the couple when one of the couple uses the other to effect a murder-for-hire, a murder-for-love, or some other highly explosive situation.
One example of a situation where a male psychopath looked for and planned for a relationship with a female partner who was high enough in psychopathic traits that she would go along with his plan to kill for money. This lethal combination came together in the relationship of Teresa Lewis and Matthew Shallenberger.
Teresa Lewis is scheduled to die in by lethal injection this coming Thursday in the first female execution in Virginia in many years.
Read: In Virginia, a woman on the verge of execution, on Time.com.
Shallenberger, who was given life without parole for being the trigger man, committed suicide after admitting the only reason he slept with Lewis was to get her to give him the money from the insurance obtained by killing her husband and step son. The other killer involved in the double murder also received life without parole for his part.
The judge who sentenced Lewis called her “evil’ and “the head of the serpent.” But like many psychopaths facing the prospect of death at the hands of the state, Teresa found not only Jesus, but a purpose in life, helping others. (Tongue-in —cheek, I say.) I am sure this is because of the redemptive power of our state correctional institutions on redeeming psychopaths. It does seem that many of them do find a semblance of redemption and remorse in the final hours before execution that is not afforded them when they are given only life sentences.
Teresa’s appeal for clemency was rejected. Read Virginia governor declines to stay woman’s execution on Time.com.
Thanks Oxy! Yes… I can see them now..having some Vino… At the time of course I did not realize the date while going thru the ordeal and now after… it was the day before she past… and when she past.. I couldnt understand him asking me “why are you crying?” my mother just died???? hello … WTF ? I am so tired of starting over… and looking like the unstable one????? Yes I am sure I have PTSD who wouldnt after all the uneccessary gaslighting etc… we recover and heal when we are away from emotional vampires (in his case worse) devious was one of his nick names no shame! anyhow I am really done I hate even talking about him unless its for a giggle! cause if I dont laugh I would cry and Im over it No love here I realized I am not in love with that “thing” anymore if that “thing” fell off the face of the earth I would sing ding dong the pr–k is dead! amen! namaste! etc
Dear Spirit!
Yep sweetie! You can do it! We have the angels on our side and we are done with the demons! ((((Hugs)))
Henry, a friend of mine came by yesterday and he had this Tee shirt on that was a cartoon of a Pick up truck and in the bed of it was a cartoon jack ass and under the truck it said
HAULING!!!!
I made him take it off and give it to me and I got him another one I had to have that shirt!
I have another one that has a “can” on it with a label that says WHOOP ASS and underneath a guy who says “don’t make me open this!”
I took that off a friend in the front yard too! Gave him a generic shirt and took that one! Every time I see a cool jack ass tee shirt I have to have it!~
dang Ox I wish I could get a man to undress that quick~!
Well, Henry, you just have to be a REALLY sexy fat 63 year old jack ass ridin’ gray-haired old bat! Of course did I tell you the friend was 83? (no lie!) The first guy weighed about 280 and was shorter than I am, so he was younger than me but no real prize! LOL
In fact, I am really worried about my 83 year old friend–he showed back up this morning and you know me, I gave him another $50 to buy gas to take the Meth Ho to town to get her food stamps and welfare check…sigh! I just hate to see him taken advantage of…he met her in a WAL MART PARKING LOT. I think I will maybe contact the sheriff tomorrow and have this woman checked out…I bet she’s got a record a mile long. He’s not completely senile, but I am begining to worry about his safety with this woman. (did you see the photo of that meth ho that they are executing in Virginia tomorrow? This one makes her look like Miss America!) There goes my CARE TAKING gene again. I just can’t stand to see this dear sweet old man taken advantage of. Everyone in the world takes what little he has and he has so little to begin with. I don’t mind feeding him, or putting gas in his truck, it is just buying her cigarettes and booze that bothers me.
I wish someone would tell me to mind my own business.
oxy – sometimes minding your neighbors business is a GOOD idea.
meth ho’s in the walmart parking lot – oh my – I went to walmart one time and when i opened my car door to get out there was a big wet spot on the ground with a pregnancy test kit opened with the stick laying in the puddle – oh my
GAWD!
hens….I have to say….you crack me up with your ‘oh my’s’
I just read an article in the HI paper…..
this story will make you say….’oh my’.
It reminded me of Oxy’s story about her son and the cell phone in prison.
GAWD!
http://hosted2.ap.org/HIHON/35a33e0a3d804e0fb770fa1f818a627c/Article_2010-09-22-US-ODD-Phone-Smuggling/id-027fdb7b904443c9b8b7ae9477a42ea6
Oxy….I”M GONNA THROWN A DANG SKILLET AT YA!
What are you thinking? Cash!?!? Send it my way! I won’t even CON you out of it!
Make him an apple pie an some mac an cheese….or better yet….new potatoes and CANNED PEAS.
CASH???????
Yep….your buying the ho her cigs……and some gas money to go see her dealer with a bit left over for a tweek.
BOINK, BOINK, BOINK, BOINK……
Why does an old man need $85.00 in gas in two days?????
Can you say…..CRACK MUCH? With a joint lit by a new lighter to wash it down……compliments of OXY!
And another BOINK for good measure….(and that last boink was with the PLATINUM skillet!)
Better keep ducken girl!
Wasn’t there a bridge for sale somewhere in that there desert of yours?
EB, OH MY! I had to say it myself!
That story you posted is just…
I don’t want to think about it!
Too bad the phone didn’t start ringing!!
baaahahahahahahaahaha
Reminds me of Jim Carrey in Ace Ventura
when he was talking out of his a**
Hellooooooooooooooo