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Peak Female Psychosis

The Lindsay Clancy jury is out. Deliberations are underway, a verdict is expected any moment β€” and her psychotic feminist superfans have chosen this exact moment to completely lose the plot. This is the last look at the meltdown before the verdict lands, because whichever way it goes, it needs to be documented.

Lindsay Clancy admitted to strangling her three children. The evidence is overwhelming β€” Apple Watch data tracking her to the basement and back between each child, CCTV and location data putting Patrick at the pharmacy the whole time, and her own confession. None of which has stopped a wave of feminist internet from deciding the real killer is Patrick, the husband who took her to appointments, managed her medication, and testified in her defense.

I go through the most unhinged of them: the woman whose husband moved to the bunk room after she tried to convince him Patrick did it, the “I want it to be the man because I’m on team woman” confession, the therapist-approved theory that “women typically don’t strangle,” and the crowd merging two separate issues β€” cheerleading a child killer and “women’s mental health” β€” as if criticizing one means you hate the other. Plus a genuine palette cleanser: the internet women actually talking sense about how this circus sets women back a hundred years.

Whatever the verdict, this was a moment a good portion of women lost their minds. It can’t be forgotten.

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Lindsay’s Psychotic Superfans

Psychotic feminists have turned a child killer into a saint, and I could not look away. Lindsay Clancy admitted to strangling her three children β€” and instead of horror, a huge swathe of feminist internet has decided she’s the real victim, a misunderstood Bambi who deserves a standing ovation. It is mass psychosis, and today I’m going through the most unhinged Clancy supporters the internet has to offer.

There are a lot of them, and they come in types. The self-described “childhood friend” grinning and taking selfies with the defense lawyer in the courtroom. The sobbing emotionals insisting Lindsay “carried the whole mental load” β€” a narrative Patrick Clancy’s own testimony demolishes, given he took 12 weeks paternity leave, gave her permanent maternity leave, ran every errand, and they had a nanny and a prior psychiatric hospital stay. The “you don’t understand how messed up women can get, so actually men are the villains” crowd. An actual OB/GYN recording a tearful “I believe you, Lindsay, we’re proud of you.” And the grand finale: the fanfiction theorists inventing an elaborate drugging-and-barricading plot to pin it on Patrick β€” a man whose only crime, per the evidence, was having his own DNA in his own house.

I break down every type of these crazy women, the “he threw out her stuffies” cope, the sailor’s-knot conspiracy, and what it says about a feminism that can watch a woman admit to killing her kids and still call her innocent.

She’s not innocent. She’s either a murderer or criminally insane β€” neither one is innocent.

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