This headline caught my eye:
“Man in Wal-Mart smashes 27 flat screen TVs with baseball bat!”
This raises questions and makes me wonder
if he walked into the store – bat in hand –
intent on wreaking a very specific kind of havoc – or
was he just shopping for a baseball bat
and spontaneously decided to test it out
on 27 flat screen televisions – or
he may have been shopping for a television
and was so frustrated that he smashed 27 of them
with a baseball bat because there was nothing
In any case, it’s food for thought.
While we’re on the subject,
let’s talk about the Wal-Mart shoppers’ dress code.
Take, for example, a male fashion combo I saw recently –
mullet hairstyle on over-weight male
dressed in skin tight, see-through wife-beater t-shirt,
lime green spandex bicycle shorts,
white, knee length tube socks and ankle-high,
black patent leather basketball shoes,
laces untied and flapping on the floor as he walked.
Now there’s a fashion statement, a walking time capsule,
snippets of style come and gone.
Let’s pretend you are dropped into Wal-Mart from another planet,
say – from somewhere in the Pleiades star system –
what conclusions might be drawn about the human race
and our civilization from observations about these things … and
our sagging pants, tattoos, piercings, conspicuous consumption, gigantic shopping carts on ramming speed, botox, reality TV, our heroes and pop icons, obsession with cell phones, fast food, super sized everything, our need for instant gratification, beer commercials, sex, what we read, how we treat each other in line, behave in traffic, what we think is important, urgent and on fire, how we speak and use language?
It’s food for thought….
I’m just sayin’
August 25, 2011 at 4:49 pm
hey, don’t knock the wallmart outfit, till you walk a mile in it
August 25, 2011 at 5:11 pm
Hey! I’m dressed in that outfit as we speak…ALL of my stuff is totally autobiographical!
August 25, 2011 at 6:21 pm
It reminds me of the novel The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. There is a character in her book who is a tribal statesman of a tribe still very much living primitively in the bush. He walks around proudly and “royally” in a flowered house coat type garment sent to Africa from the USA through donations as some religious effort to clothe the naked. Because they are not part of our culture and have no notion that older women walk around their houses dusting in this attire the tribes people are free to wear whatever covers them simply for function and not status or statement. I thought that must be very freeing although he didn’t even realize it!! Maybe in their culture house dresses were considered the robes of powerful men!! 🙂
August 25, 2011 at 7:48 pm
Great comment-thank you! I am envisioning floral housecoats as the “costume de rigueur” for the Board Building! 😉
August 26, 2011 at 9:00 am
I will not wear a floral housecoat 🙂
August 26, 2011 at 10:24 am
How about chenille?
August 26, 2011 at 7:06 am
Wally World is its own planet, or at least has strong gravitational pull on other-worldly bodies like the one you described.
August 26, 2011 at 10:25 am
It is indeed! Thanks for commenting!