Hands Off My Kitchen, You Awful Excuse for a Woman

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I don't have kids.  I hope to have kids but currently I don't.  I do have a full-time, 60-hour a week job.  So when I came across this article while looking for recipes on the Tipsy Baker (Love your work. Call me.) Suddely, I was seeing red and completely appalled for all of the Moms out there and wanted to entirely disown my full-time-job-having-status.

Here's the gist:  Jennifer Steinhauer wrote a fantastic, if not a little uppity, article about how baked goods that are purchased at the grocery story shouldn't be Bake Sale items and are, in fact, the ruination of the bake sale tradition.  I, of course, completely agree with her.  In the time it takes you to drive to the store, pick out cookies/cupcakes from the bakery and repackage them you could have packed cookies from pre-packaged cookie dough.  Then at least you've produced them in your own oven.  However, some awful with named Ayelet Waldman decides to tear Ms. Steinhauer apart for being "anti-feminist". 

Among other gems, the one that really stood out for me (and was also quoted by the Tipsy Baker) is:

"When are these women going to figure out that this fetish for raising chickens and baking the perfect bundt cake is retrograde, oppressive, and nothing more than latter-day Phyllis Schlafley (sic) bullshit? You know what you don't have time for when you're obsessing over the candied lavender on your Christmas Cookies? Outrage over the political and economic crisis, that's what."

You know what I don't have time for, Ms. Waldman, when I'm simmering my own soup stock, making my own bread or embroidering my own pillowcases?  Your bullshit.

I can still read CNN/FoxNews/WSJ/NYT and bake.  Imagine that! 

In the time it takes for my bread to rise I can write a letter to my congressman. 

While I'm watching my souffle ever so carefully I have time to blog on my other, highly political blog.  (And by highly I mean I focus almost entirely on politics and how truly awesome it is to be an American.)

Someday, Ms. Waldman, your children will ignore you the same way you've ignored your home in order to "provide for them."

I'd like to add a sincere thank you to the Thinking Housewife (for constantly challenging my train of thought) and the Tipsy Baker (for her blog and the article).  Long live baking, anti-feminism and homemade cookies brining shame upon every store-bought item out there.

(Disclaimer:  I know, I know... it's just the internet.  I'm one of a billion people sitting on their high horse angrily saying condescending things about someone else on their high horse.  But if that isn't what the internet is for then I'm obviously not well versed in the usage of such new fangled technology.)