In one the most incoherent posts ever published at insufferable feminist Lena Dunham’s newsletter, Lenny Letter, deputy editor and feminist Laia Garcia explains why pineapple is the “feminist symbol we’ve all been waiting for.”
Apparently the fruit is a motif of the “post-Trump era,” symbolizing both a sharp-toothed vagina and female fashion designer Stella McCartney’s success in the early 2000’s, which included “pineapple prints strategically placed at the crotch.”
“While we know that florals for spring are not actually groundbreaking, the springtime fruit print is like its cousin, coming out every year, hustling hard to be seen with various degrees of success,” writes Garcia. “And through various cultural factors, it is the pineapple that is still standing after the fast-moving periods of wokeness we have been going through of late.”
Apparently other fruits, such as bananas, cherries and strawberries, were simply not up to the challenge of becoming feminist symbols; Garcia explains why:
You have bananas, but other than their short-lived success thanks to Gwen Stefani’s spelling lessons in 2004, they’ve never quite taken off as a print. Also because they are shorthand for penis. Then we have cherries, but they have a sort of “bad reputation” for a fruit, a classic flash-tattoo design favored by those with retro sensibilities. Also because they have become a stand-in for cooters, even though they don’t actually resemble them at all. Meanwhile, their bright-red relative the strawberry has cornered the little-girl market thanks to Strawberry Shortcake.
So, by default, pineapple was left to represent female empowerment.
“The pineapple is the feminist fruit of our times,” writes the feminist. “Yes, you can playfully joke that a pineapple is a vag, but it isn’t a friendly vag! There are spikes to get around, cutting into them takes a bit of practice, and if you don’t know how to eat them right, the rind will f*** up the corner of your mouth (sorry, was that too much?).”
The vagina reference is such insensitive cisnormative bigotry, amirite?
“The pineapple, which started out as a status symbol for colonizers, became a stand-in for comfort and hospitality,” she continues. “And then, after a young female designer [Stella McCarthy] turned it into the ‘I am woman, hear me roar’ statement of her still-budding career, it’s now the primary motif of, dare I say it … the post-Trump era.”