Before i publish to Fictionpress.com i wanted your feedback on this. This story is a very thinly veiled parody of Feminism today and those that use it to debase and shame men. anyway, here we go
Wives and Men
John could not comprehend why his wife had left him. He was rich, owned a multi billion dollar company that exported hardware to over 100 locations, never lacked for anything and always made sure her every need was met, whether it be food, sex or even making sure she had enough gas in her car.
Every morning, he left her with a truly lavish breakfast, did her laundry, sorted her clothes alphabetically and made sure to clean last nights drunken rager. if anything, he should've left her, seeing as she had done nothing but complain, mope and raise a fuss. It was a miracle that he did not attack her.
"Oh honey, i'm cold, oh honey i need water, give me this, give me that" he repeated, mocking her whining as he walked into the bar and approached the bartender, asking him for a scotch. Taking a long sip, he thought back to that day and remembered her being especially critical of one thing he always valued: His desires.
In Maria's mind, Men were destined to act as stepping stones for women who would rise to the challenges of the decade. No one shared her narcissm and in fact, she was mocked by several of her friends over her backwards views, only digging herself deeper when she claimed that her worldview was correct and they were dead wrong. She went on an ill advised crusade to shame men everywhere and force them to take the roles originally designed for women, harrassed men at work and made it a point to deny any and all pleasure to Jason, to which she fully expected his gratitude for making him a "better man". Her mission resulted in sevn restraining orders filed against her, being blacklisted from the bar, declared persona non grata to Canada and Mexico and finally jailed for 2 months as angry husbands accused her of ruining their marriages, yet she still played up her martyr position, earning scorn and venom from everyone present.
In revenge, John stopped making her meals, forced her to do her own laundry, left clothes all over the place, and deliberately ruined her wedding photo's. He woke up chained to the bed, with he feet spread apart. A buzz saw was between them and as Maria entered, she started the motor. "Honey?" he pleaded as she walked out, "Honey, come back!" he pleaded as the saw got closer. At the last second, he managed to get free and dragged his wife to court. It took less than 30 seconds for the Jury to declare Maria insane and she was dragged to a psych ward, screaming that she would kill John when she got out. "you mean IF, you get out. You see sweetheart, all the men you pissed off are in there, eager to get revenge. I can let you out, if you agree to stop being such a whiny brat!" John hissed in her ear.
Maria spat in his face as she was hauled away. "I STILL GET THE MONEY WHEN I GET OUT!" she screamed. John smiled as her grin went away as he had spent it all, informed the insurance company about the policy she had taken out on him and donated it all to charity. Yes, he was broke, but so was she, and he felt good about that.