I think all divorces are the fault of people not knowing how to read a passuk in koheles, and also popa’s fault for quoting it as such intentionally.
Come now, I can’t be at fault for all the divorces!
I could be deluding myself, but I never thought of myself, my friends, nor many other delightful women of my acquaintance as “twisted” or “crazy” in any sense of the word. Except my junior high principal, but I digress.
You don’t digress. That is precisely the point. Your junior high principal was twisted and crazy.