Out of Touch

My grandmother, like many grandmothers, wore a mink coat. Although I have always been anti-fur, I never begrudged her for it. When I was really young, I secretly liked petting the coat, even though it made me incredibly sad to think that hapless animals were killed so my grandmother could feel fancy.
Whenever I see older women wearing fur coats, even now, decades later, I think, okay, that’s disgusting, but they’re ignorant, they just don’t know better.
However, when I see a woman around my age or younger wearing fur, I think, “Damn it, you’re young enough to know better.”