If you're husband was in charge of you in Gilead...?

[Stickywhitelovepiss]

And you had to submit to his every whim will, how would that in practice work for you...?

Mine is generally good and well-meaning, and would like to think he was protecting me from the regime's worst excesses.

In practice though, I sense he might become complacent in the role, and I would resent the shit out of him as a result. And the inability to check his occasional stupidities would grate to high heaven...

I'd be allowed to read and write though behind closed doors - who else would take care of all birthday and Christmas cards, and other written household admin...

Mine would think it was ridiculous that I couldn’t read and wouldn’t stop me. He might secretly like having to be worshipped and called Commander though.

The novel Vox touches on this a bit, have you read it? Not as good as Atwood but very readable.

Were people in Gilead allowed to go on holiday? If so, I like to think DH would take me on a nice holiday to Canada.

I imagine he'd be in the resistance. Strong mother, strong sister, strong daughter, strong wife. And thinking about it, he talks about his great grandmother being involved in the labour movement. He doesn't have a hope of ordering women around without crippling cognitive dissonance.

If so, I like to think DH would take me on a nice holiday to Canada.

Margaret Atwood is from Canada. Beware!

I've just realised I misspelled "your" in the OP. For shame!

I've just realised I misspelled "your" in the OP.

Maybe your husband should be in charge of the reading

He'd be even worse Terry!

My husband loves a rule (very black and white thought processes) and I fear he’d be easily manipulated into following the status quo. However, he also trusts my judgement implicitly and is very open to alternative viewpoints so hopefully I could set him straight!

That old saying, he's the head but I'm the neck. He would be in charge as it is viewed but I would probably be making the decisions (he is very fickle so he always puts the onus on me to decide). Tbh we probably wouldn't do any resistance stuff, I would rather just lay low then end up on the wall or in a commander's bed.

He’d have me leading a chapter of The Resistance with our Martha and instead he’d be doing all the cooking.

He hates paperwork and leaves it to me. He does all the cooking. It would be the natural way to do things.

Dh has sound feminist instincts but he is very risk averse, so I think he would protect me from getting in trouble by not letting me read even though he would think it was ridiculous.
We would not be involved in the resistance.

Mine would LOVE being called Commander and having me submit to him and wear dresses all the time. He would also like the whole household being devoted to achieving his (ridiculously high) standards of tidiness and housework. I suspect he wouldn’t be averse to taking his handmaid off to a naughty hotel for a bit of dressing up fun too.

In reality he wouldn’t be that high up the social scale and he’d have to put up with me as an econowife.

Good thing it’s just a fantasy.

We'd be in the resistance! Heck, we used to be running our local Momentum group, we are practically two communists. :)

MrsTerry

Mine would have been on the wall within a week. Either that or he’d be leading the show (in which case it would obviously turn out rather differently). The man just can’t keep his mouth shut. At one point he was being courted by the Russians before they realised that he was never going to make prime minister and if he did he wouldn’t play ball. He’s not even that important. Just draws an awful lot of attention.

I'd be a handmaid and he'd have been on the wall long ago - he's not well enough behaved to be a commander.

Mine would do whatever I think is best. We are a team and would work together to ensure we survive.

I'd love to say we would be in the resistance.

In reality, we would aim to keep our heads down - I would give up work and pretend to try to get pregnant. I love children, but neither of us saw them in our future...

It's funny - DH and I disagree about almost everything fundamental, i.e. religion, politics, history...

Doesn't matter much when both have an equal say - we focus on where we both meet in the middle... If it were a case of me rolling over to serve and reflect his opinion though... well... I might have to kill him in his sleep. And then myself to at least avoid The Wall..

Mine would have probably seen what was brewing and we'd have been out of there while we could.

Mine would let me do what the fuck I liked and probably pretend he was boss.

Although being the gadget mad dobber he is he'd spoil our quiet resistance by installing tons of Google speakers all over the house that would spy on us.

Mine would be fairly kind but I'd be endlessly making cups of tea and having to watch American shit on movie night, never anything clever.