As you know, the John of the new-ruins has a low opinion of the women in his immediate vicinity; he regards them as being enslaved to their biology and thus capricious at best. In his mind, they fly into tearing rages over nothing, martyr themselves for no reason that makes sense to him, pout and fret constantly, make sweeping, childrearing and cooking the center of their existence and want shiny things of their own when he buys something he wants. To compound things, he shares this opinion of the opposite sex with Michael every chance he gets. It's too bad for him, Michael and everyone else that he married a woman who is a passive God-damned doormat who insisted on living down to each and every one of his expectations; as bad as he is (and he is pretty bad), it takes TWO people to make a monster like Mike: one to tell him that women are a certain way and another to act that way. Since Lynn isn't thinking clearly about the issue, she doesn't see that both John and Elly are in the wrong and asks us to cheep on and pity the more passive incompetent idiot.