Posted on | May 15, 2012 | 20 Comments
For the World’s Silliest Feminist Award, that is. The competition was, as you can imagine, savagely fierce. Yet who can dispute Margot Magowan’s worthiness for this coveted honor?
Ms. Magowan is talking about — wait for it — M&Ms.
I’m not kidding: The illustration on the package of new Coconut M&Ms is, I guess, in violation of the Violence Against Women Act or something.
Compared to Margot Magowan, such deranged lunatics as Amanda Marcotte, Melissa McEwan, Michelle Goldberg and Rebecca Traister are exemplars of stoic rationality and emotional stability. She finds patriarchal oppression in the candy aisle at 7-Eleven!
Forget the M&Ms, Margot — what about that obscenely phallic Zagnut bar, huh? How dare they expose our children to that?
Magowan is a socially prominent heiress type, her father being owner of the San Francisco Giants and her grandfather the CEO of Safeway, so she can afford to be a ridiculous ditzy feminist and people have to pretend to take her seriously, which explains why her absurd maunderings are published by the San Francisco Chronicle. Her bio informs us, “In 1998, Margot co-founded the Woodhull Institute, an organization that trains young women to be leaders and change agents.”
Oh, wonderful. Let’s train up a new generation of paranoid lunatics who think they’re being oppressed by candy companies!