When I was “I want him” about a male character im not saying I wanna fuck him. I want him like a spoiled little girl wants a pony, I want to him so I can put him on my shelf for safekeeping, I want him like a good hearty stew on a winter’s evening, I want to put him in a jar and shake it.
100% for real, this lil fash shithead has no idea, but this is such an absolutely perfect encapsulation of how the squalid institution of hetero marriage under capitalism is. Marx could not have phrased it better himself.
This is what they have in mind as the ideal, as the institution that the state is supposed to revolve around. All the means testing, tax shit, etc etc etc All the medieval fuckery that treats people who aren’t married as different from people who aren’t. This is what it comes down to.
You get to be a sex slave (because leaving is about to become financially impossible) and you get free food (you shop for, cook, wash dishes, and clean the kitchen), clothes (you do the laundry for the whole family and iron his shirts), lodging (you clean the house), income (an allowance that he decides on), healthcare (he’s not going to let you decide on when to have kids or how many), a car (it’s his so if you escape in it he gets to report it stolen so the police will help find you), and lots of cute clothes (sexy clothes to show you off as a trophy but when other men look too hard at you he’ll call you a boundary less, disrespectful slut). What a deal!
But like .. yunno how many fellow sw i know that are in long term marriages with whole families. it’s you weird incels that haven’t pieced it together yet that nobody is alone except you… that awkward moment when
