Wife hangs onto husband's leg for twenty minutes as he dangles from sixth-floor window, saving his life. What on earth was she thinking?!
I read an article this morning on Gawker.com about how a woman in the Chinese city of Changchun saved her suicidal husband's life. He was depressed over not being able to find work, and tried to leap from the window of their sixth-floor apartment. But the man's wife grabbed his leg as he went over the sill. For twenty minutes he dangled from their apartment, with only six floors of thick Chinese air and the vise-like grip of a determined spouse separating him and the pavement below. The woman held onto his boxer shorts and leg until emergency crews arrived twenty minutes later.
China's newest heroine has rocked the cultural terrain. The nation's social networking sites are abuzz with advice on how to "find a wife with good arm strength." I can imagine construction workers at the many new high-rise projects in Beijing standing around leering (furtively, if they're smart) at the guns on the passing office girls.
Personally, I was impressed by the Changchun heroine -- at least initially. Wow! I thought, followed by, Now that's what I called a good wife! How devoted she must be. How courageous. How ... how rude!
Hear me out on this. Imagine that you're that poor husband. You get up one morning, look in the mirror, and think to yourself: The neighbors all see me as a loser. My wife has to support me. I can't do anything right. Thank goodness my friends and family in my hometown don't know about any of this.
And then you get this great idea: Well, by golly, I'll prove them all wrong! There's one thing I know I can do right! And I'll do it my way. Hmmm, maybe first I should change out of these ratty shorts and lose the seventies-porn-star-style black socks. Oh that's dumb; it's not like anyone is going to see me.
So the man's got a plan. I'm not saying it's a great plan, or even a good plan (he'd get higher marks if he lost the black socks), but it is his plan. Now let's see how it actually worked out. Here's the picture of the event which, by the way, is now an international media spectacle:
Yeah, now you see the problem. As I said, how rude! On the plus side, at least he appears to be keeping in shape. (He must do glute exercises at the same gym where his wife does her curls.) Still, think of the embarrassment.
I'd be peeved if my wife did something so thoughtless and insensitive to me. I'm not saying I'd complain to her about it. No way. Did you see the size of that woman's guns?
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