Thursday, November 5, 2015

No, No, No, No, NO!

When I was a child, back around the Bronze Age, you came home from school if you were lucky enough to avoid the stampeding dinosaurs on your way home and put on your play clothes. 

You did NOT go to school in your play clothes-you had a separate wardrobe for school and it mattered not if you were a boy or a girl. You had school clothes, play clothes and church clothes. Looking back, I take it on faith that The Lord knew the difference and appreciated all the trouble our folks went to. 

With each of your different sets of clothes, you had the appropriate footwear. Play clothes had ONLY sneakers, NOT “sports shoes,” whatever those are. S-N-E-A-K-E-R-S. PF Flyers or Keds-they both went with dungarees which are what your play clothes were, and you didn’t even think about wearing those sneakers either to school or church.

And now we’re to this. Footwear you purchase for what a starter house once cost, and maybe even a little more (and do not look for a basement, because there isn’t one). I’m shouting though I’m not sure you can tell, or care, they’re sneakers, dudes and dudettes, sneakers.

The press release cracks me up.  I love empty phrases like “an aggressive look and feel that compliments (my emphasis) Eminem’s signature style.” How very photosynthesis of all those involved in the creation of this sneaker. How about taking a break from patting yourselves on the back and take a page from English for Runaways

Sort of like the importance of commas in  sentences like “let’s eat grandpa” vs. “let’s eat, grandpa.” You’d never see a cannibal wearing sneakers, especially on a school night
-bill kenny

No comments:

Re-Roasting a Christmas Chestnut

I tell this tale every year and will continue to do so even as they lock me away in the home. I've taken to calling it:  Bill's Chri...