Huck Wine/Sand Point/Mon Dec 12/10:45 pm: Officer Roufs reports: "I arrived and spoke with the victim/complainant. She said that around 10:45, she and her husband were watching Survivor on the television in the kitchen. The victim/complainant was discussing one of the participants on the show with her husband when they started arguing. The husband got upset and picked up her glass filled with wine and 'hucked' it at her. The victim/complainant was unsure if any of the glass hit her, but said she knew the wine did. The suspect then picked up his glass of wine and threw it at her, again hitting her with the wine. The suspect then walked over to the television and ripped the cord out of the wall. Fearing that he was going to throw the television at her, the victim ran into her bedroom and called 911. As soon as the suspect found out that she was calling the police, he began cleaning the kitchen.

"[This is what I observed:] The victim's shirt and upper body were covered in red wine, and when I went into the kitchen I saw wine on the floor and walls. I also observed cleaning supplies on the counter, wine glasses, and a cord hanging from the television that had been ripped out of the wall. I placed the suspect under arrest and read him his Miranda rights from my MIR card. I asked the suspect if he understood his rights and he said, 'Yes, I do.' I asked the suspect if he wanted to talk to me and he said, 'The only thing I have to say is I got upset and threw wine at her.'" ...The arrest was screened by Sgt. O'Neill."

Two comments can be drawn from this report. One: The kitchen is the real center of any home. It is the best place to watch television, to read a book, drink wine, have sex—all domestic activities achieve humming perfection when conducted in the space that is designed and designated for the storage and preparation of food. The kitchen is where people gravitate to at a gathering. Often, we walk into the living room of a house party and find no one; then we proceed to the kitchen and there is everyone. Bedrooms are too private; bathrooms too secretive; living rooms are too obvious (or too forced): Kitchens are naturally the most comfortable and public space. Ultimately, we must follow the example of the contemporary Slovenian philosopher Slavoj Zizek, who has fully colonized his own kitchen. Zizek stuffs his shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and books into the drawers and cupboards that are supposed to store food, cooking appliances, and eating utensils.

The second comment concerns the surprising fact that the husband did not, after throwing the second glass of wine on his wife, immediately find her soaked "upper body" desirable. Truly, this marriage is dead. There is nothing left here but ashes. The thrill is all gone for good. In a healthy relationship, the very sight of a woman's shirt and breasts drenched in sweet or oaky red wine will instantly melt a moment of anger into a moment of lust.