At the International Feminist Summit yesterday, Catharine MacKinnon sat down next to me for one of the sessions. Then, I went on the balcony to have lunch in the sun, and there she was. We talked about pornography and prostitution and patriarchy and capitalism.
But she was wearing a leather jacket, and eating non-vegan quiche.
How can someone be so switched on to one form of oppression and exploitation, but be so clueless about another?
(I didn't have the guts to ask her that...)