Does anyone else have tiny, mundane things that they get angry about with a kind of holy, righteous zeal? I’m not talking about religion or politics here - I mean utterly pointless things for which you have an internal rant prepared, should anyone ever ask you about the topic (though no-one ever will).
For instance: I believe (with unshakable firmness) that cupcakes are an abomination. That is not a good cake to frosting ratio; there’s no way to eat them without getting said greasy, artificial frosting all over your mouth and top lip (don’t link me to some kind of bullshit ‘hack’, you gormless peasants, you know this is true); the cake underneath is almost always bland and dry. Cupcakes are all about #aesthetic, not actual eating pleasure. Thus, they embody some extremely bourgeois notion of ‘glamorous treat’ where the well-to-do can ooh and ahh over a display case and entertain abstract thoughts of ‘naughtiness’. They’re like a signifier for cake that removes the risk that you might actually eat or enjoy the thing itself. Fuck cupcakes.
Seriously, I get angry about this at least once a week.