Wow. From SFGate: A nurse measures one of the many insult tattoos inscribed on a woman’s body by her former boyfriend in Changchun, China. Zhou Jingzhi used a sewing needle dipped in ink to forcibly tattoo the woman and two lovers he was holding hostage. He has reportedly been sentenced to death for the deed. […]
Wow.
From SFGate:
A nurse measures one of the many insult tattoos inscribed on a woman’s body by her former boyfriend in Changchun, China. Zhou Jingzhi used a sewing needle dipped in ink to forcibly tattoo the woman and two lovers he was holding hostage. He has reportedly been sentenced to death for the deed.
The whole story, what little I can find of it, is here.
Ya know, I’m big on the marking. That may not be news. I’ve got lots of fantasies about marking a lover, by ink or fire or blade. I’ve even shared certain fantasies of forcible marking with those who love the more, say, non-consent flavor of fantasy. You know – the movie Tattoo, which I recall as being lame but which I love in concept.
But what I don’t get? Insults. That one’s just a head-scrtatcher. The ugly scratchings.
I wish I could see more of this, though. I want to see all the marks and thier meaning. I’m perversely fascinated by the entire episode.
In a society concerned with saving face, having insults tattooed on you is an incredible indignity. It’s the same as a stalker cutting the face of the model he targets. It marks you. It’s indignity of the worst sort because you can’t wash it off. It’s a stain, it’s painful, it’s a cut to the pride.
It’s also the sign of a very sick mind.
The news story was categorized under “bizarre and quirky.”
That is insulting in uncountable ways.
Kidnapping, mutilating, and humiliating women is “quirky” when those crazy furriners do it?
I feel sick.