I'm also pretty certain that this was one of those "I need feminism" signs, but I'm willing to believe that there was probably some connection to butter in the original set up. Like maybe:   I'm being oppressed by the patriarchy because the milkman keeps bringing me delicious sticks of butter   or   I need feminism because the patriarchy won't recognize my civil union to high fat dairy products   or   I need feminism because unrealistic, female beauty standards just aren't possible with a one pound of butter a week habit   or maybe its fingers were just caked in butter when it was having its picture taken.    Anyway, it's obvious that eating butter is the feminist's favourite strategy for fighting the patriarchy.