booby trap

This is where it starts. It’s so clear now. Why do you think women around the globe spend their time feeding people, obsessing over whether the people they are feeding have eaten enough, and generally using food to soothe? It starts with the breast. It's biological. It’s pathological. Fix it with food. He cries, he must be hungry. We give of ourselves – literally. Giving them life is not enough; we must sustain it.

This idea of a male creator figure gets sillier all the time. Now, the idea of a universal creator something like my Aunt Josephine – a tiny little Italian lady steaming up the kitchen windows, pasta boiling on the stove, asking the same questions I ask today: "Did you eat? Are you hungry?" – that makes good sense.

It’s all about the boob.