In point of fact, she is a homeowner - because I put her name on the deed. I paid for my homes with my own money.
But as far as I am concerned everything I own is my wife's too.
I do not feel the same way about my children - my kids don't own my house or my cars and if they want to make a homeowner's decisions, they'll need to get a job and buy their own place.
How very Islamic of you.
Ah, so we're now past your rather lame arguments and are now started on lame personal insults.
Enjoy.
And your children above a certain age (depends on state) CAN invite guests in. Or do you think you are allowed to declare open season on their friends and blow them away during, say, monopoly? ("Hi, Jimmy, nice to see Billy. Good game you got going. BLAM! Wow, look at that head shot! Too bad he was an intruder!") Now, you can revoke permission, but you can't say "Get out!," prevent exit, and shoot them.
Cute, but I can indeed say "get out" and if the person I evict decides to kick me rather than respect my decision and vacate the premises, I will defend myself as I see fit.
And in the case of your spouse or a roomate, he/she has as much right to invite people into your house as you do. Again, that is unless you don't think wives have property rights...
Wives have property rights if they own property. Husbands also have property rights if they own property.
But this isn't an issue here, unless this guy's daughter's name was on the deed or the lease.
Oh, Gawd. Not going to get into marital property and all that -- having enough trouble with deadly force. Will just say this much: You're wife's ability to invite people into your house has NOTHING to do with whether or not you deigned to put her name on the deed. UNLESS you bought the house COMPLETELY with pre-marital money OR you have a prenup and you keep all your funds separate from hers, she STILL has an ownership interest in the house. And even if she has no ownership interest, she is at LEAST a tenant, in which case she has the right to invite guests and you as the owner/landlord CANNOT tell her who she can and can't invite. It's been that way for, oh, about 100 years in this country. Sheesh.
While you don’t rejoice in the death of millions it appears that you do rejoice in the death of one.