"Crimes of passion," that phrase drives me crazy. A man murdering his girlfriend is not a crime of passion. Premature ejaculation, that's a crime of passion.

The speaker attacks the euphemistic legal-and-media label “crime of passion,” arguing that it sanitizes or romanticizes intimate-partner murder by framing it as an understandable overflow of feeling. By sharply contrasting homicide with an awkward sexual mishap (“premature ejaculation”), the line uses shock humor to reassign “passion” to something genuinely about sex and impulse rather than violence and control. The joke’s edge underscores a serious critique: language can smuggle moral excuses into public understanding, and calling femicide “passion” risks minimizing culpability and obscuring patterns of misogyny and coercion.