Owner who's a communist, at least as far as I know. Owner who knows those big, dense tomes would be far too much for a pretty little thing like me, and hearing about international matters would wreck what's left of my nerves, so He tells me everything I need to know. He tells me I'm such a good communist too!
I kneel by His feet and rest my head in His lap and He tells me all about how a working Man needs a good clean home and a satisfying meal and some other relaxation to come home to, that every great communist Man of history had a woman just behind Him, so if I really want to be a good communist I'll take good care of Him.
Sometimes He gets angry at me, and occasionally even hits me a little, but that's okay, because He's just angry at the world, and He's so so grateful He has such an understanding outlet for it all.
One day, He tells me, we'll achieve socialism, and then every Man will get His very own housewife, and every housewife will have a beautiful home and no stress and never any bruises, and if I want to get there it's so important that I support Him in this struggle.
So if I wouldn't mind, He's having a very important meeting here tonight, so once I'm done serving everyone their drinks He'd really appreciate it if I could kneel in the corner, look pretty, and not speak without His permission. I'm such a good woman!
