All of which is to say I haven’t eaten at Chick-fil-A in all that time because of the company’s continued financial support of organizations that blatantly discriminate against the LGBTQ community. It’s not the only store I boycott, of course, but the Hobby Lobby (“You can’t make us pay for your birth control, harlot!”) boycott was easy. Don’t craft. Don’t care. Don’t need (another) faux wooden sign to remind me that if I’m lucky enough to live at the beach; I’m lucky enough.