RELEVELING THE PLAYING FIELD
MALADROIT MALADJUSTMENT MENDACITY MARE
I was dreaming along, the glasses and bottles clinked and gurgled. Giggles and guffaws and whispered confidences flickered through the crowd like a breeze in a field of grain rustling ruffelling and whipping the heads about with their flowing manes tossed and turning.
There is discontent that males are leading society and controlling finances and are working the levers of production.
One of the problems was that women were shorter and thus it was harder for them to lead as they could not see over the taller men. In addition, the shorter person will always have trouble ordering the taller person to do things.
Do not forget that I usually have nightmares so the next thing you know the floor tilts so the woman's side is higher and the men's side is lower.
My, my, what a slippery slope resulted. Everything began to slide, men plunging off into insolvency and involuntary celibacy, just gone, slid right off the edge and into a despairing free fall from whence they would never emerge.
Women began to slide too. Being on the elevated side of a slippery slope is tricky, many women ordered up huge mistakes from their elevated position. Down, down went the errant woman controllers. Many plunged off the edge with their children into the abyss of poverty but many were saved by another manipulation of the change in the level of the societal playing field.
DIVORCE WAS A RESET OF RESPONSIBILITY AND IT WAS LIKE TO A BOWLING BALL KNOCKING MEN OFF THE TILTED FIELD AND THEIR PLACE OF REST BECAME THE PLACE OF REST OF THE WOMAN.
IN MY MALADROIT MALADJUSTMENT NIGHTMARE THE WOMAN'S SIDE SLOPED SO HIGH AND THE WOMEN SLID RIGHT DOWN AT US MEN KNOCKING US OFF OF OUR ALREADY PRECARIOUS POSITIONS.
I SCREAM AS I ENDLESSLY FREE FALL INTO THE VOID
Postscript: I remembered, whew, I am not a real man I am a Cartoon Caricature so I only endure a nightmare. I cannot imagine, actually I can imagine but I do not want to, what it would be like to actually live this nightmare.
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