"the husband of the head feminist issued his individual opinion on the matter, which happened to reflect complete agreement with his wife."
Ten bucks says she makes him fetch his own beer (more likely chablis) after cleaning the gutters (like he even owns a ladder!), and a rare steak never came off his grill (because he probably thinks grilling is for the underclasses).
Steak? MEAT?
the femminist's husband probably has to eat tofu. And forget about that beer. It's green tea or mineral water, are on a RARE occasion, a Shirly Temple when his wife is entertaining other feminists, and he's sitting silently in the corner like a good little husband, seen but not heard.