Aug
12
2012

#rsrh Swedish leftists suddenly discover the utility of marriage.

Specifically: inheritances.

Executive summary: guy writes some books. Guy is living with woman for decades, but they didn’t get married because of that entire “bourgeois morality” thing (the couple were Commies, of course).  Guy dies before books are published.  Books are a success; sales go through the roof.  Sweden apparently doesn’t have common law marriage, so woman gets nothing from estate.  Lawsuits ensue.  It’s all very tawdry, and everybody’s insisting that it’s not about the money, which means: it’s all about the money.

Anyway, I was going to give an elaborate analysis of this situation, but I have a better idea.  Mrs. Knowles-Carter, if you would?

Thank you, madam.

Moe Lane

Via Instapundit.

5 Comments

  • DaveP. says:

    So how’s that “united in socialist contempt for the bougeouis values of the middle class” thing working out for you, Eva?

  • Don says:

    I’ll never understand how you have the perfect song for some of your posts. Either your have the most diverse taste in music I have ever witnessed, or there are several things about the internet that you know and I don’t.

    I’m betting on the latter, but I wouldn’t be surprised at all if it’s the former.

  • Ellen says:

    Oh, I don’t know. I think leftists will read this as not a reason to marry, but as a reason to institute inheritance statutes for co-habs, friends, or anyone else who can strike a contingent pay arrangement with an attorney to fight for the money.

  • Murgatroyd says:

    Let us recall the immortal words of Dan Aykroyd, in the “Point/Counterpoint” skit about “palimony” on SNL:
     
    Jane, you ignorant slut! Bagged-out, dried-up, slunk meat like you and Michelle Triola know the rules. If you want a contract, sign on the dotted line. Oh, but let’s all shed a tear for poor Michelle Triola. There was only testimony that she had sexual intercourse over forty times with another man while living with actor Lee Marvin. But I suppose that sort of fashionable promiscuity means nothing to someone like you, Jane, who hops from bed to bed with the frequency of a cheap ham radio. But hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and Michelle Triola, like a screeching, squealing, rapacious swamp sow is after actor Lee Marvin’s last three million dollars. I guess what you and Michelle are saying is that when you’re on your backs, the meter is running. Well, please spare us, gals, and tell us the rates at the top. Then we can choose which two bit tarts and bargain basement sluts to shack up with.

  • Dang says:

    Schadenboner!

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