Monday, July 31, 2006

The world is my caustic kaleidoscope

I wouldn't call it apocalyptic, but I would say the world is a frightening changing place, evidenced simply by stories in Sunday's paper.

Separating church and state means you end up with 20 percent fewer parishioners. Bechtel is screwing us all across the world. Whiskey is the new steriod. Christina Aguilera is cleaning herself up.

And perhaps most significant of all it now costs $60 to buy a trendy t-shirt. I don't know if I can afford to live in this new world.



Anonymous Jigga what? said...

So where's your dad from? "Puerto Rico."

And your mom? Where's she from? "Jewish."

July 31, 2006  
Anonymous Sebastian Dangerfield said...

To Arms, Bostonians; to Arms

Fashion, sitting at the crossroads of Superficiality and Conformity, once fell well beneath the dignity of our fair City on the Hill. Today, Boston suffers under siege from a vast assembled host of Posers both domestic and foreign. The true Bostonian is not so much unfashionable as he is afashionable. For how much longer we can proudly claim this, only time will tell.

These are the times that try men's souls. The summer citizen and the sunshine man of taste will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of his City; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.

Though these be desperate times, hope remains. Unlike the ‘follow the herd’ slaves in cities like Paris, New York, Miami and too many others to list, sometimes Bostonians see that the Emperor Has No Clothes:

July 31, 2006  

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