I really love hot dogs. Take me to a barbecue, a campfire, a ball game, a skating rink, a wedding.... then give me a hot dog, and I'm yours. Or the hot dog vendor's. Really anyone's, if they promise to give me more hot dogs.
So I was sort of shocked to learn my love of questionable meat in sausage format is anti-feminist. At least, in some circles.
At a friend's birthday party this evening, I met a woman who gave up meat for two years because to eat meat is to feed the circle of patriarchical society.
I don't.... I don't have words, really. I'm really behind on my feminist lit.