Only the Brits can write like this:

For a start, verbal warnings are completely useless. I have lost count of the number of times, over the 24 years of our marriage, when I have warned my wife that she mustn't touch the little stash of unanswered letters and unpaid bills that I file away on the shelf in the kitchen behind the cookery books. But does she listen? Does she hell. She goes on tidying them away, so that nobody can ever find them again.

As for the threat of sexual abstinence, I conducted a little experiment in the office this week. I showed a number of my female colleagues a photograph of Mr Mustafa, and asked them how they would feel if they were married to him, and he withdrew his sexual favours. Without exception, they said that they would regard it more as a relief than as a punishment.

One of them told me that the photograph put her in mind of a certain minister in the Thatcher government. My colleague had once asked this man's first wife what it had been like, submitting to her husband's carnal attentions. "Well," the ex-wife replied, "it was rather like having a very large wardrobe falling on top of me, with a very small key in the door." Women are cruel like that.

Could you see that in the NY Time or WaPo?