I dated a fairly decent man whom I had some things in common with one difference was we were on opposing political sides. I thought I could manage my contempt and he used humor to tease me about birkinstocks and vegans. It was around 2003 and no one had started to theorize, that I knew of. We had a fight.
I speculated that if the Bush administration had mihop or lihop they had used it as such. His reaction as a dyed in the wool supporter, impressed me with how the conservative mind works.
The poor man essentially went wild with fury at the mere speculation that his beloved brand could even be considered in such a light. He had a new Jar of shrimp cocktail sauce in his hand. He was a meticulous house keeper. That that jar went flying, busted all over the ceiling and wall. The room looked like a bloodbath. He screamed at the top of his lungs, THAT'S BLASPHEMY! He wasn't even religious.
Right then I knew, how the whole thing went down. And he got dumped.