Saturday, May 17, 2014

Sweet Memory

Over dinner four of us began to recall how things differed in the 1980s. Those were the days when it was an act of treason to the feminist movement to shave your legs. Capitulating to the male establishment.

Now nobody considers the act of shaving tantamount to giving in to the titans of capitalism, who create needs that only their products will assuage.

We have been tamed, assimilated, and dress appropriately. Gone are the days of heavy work boots, or a dress tweed jacket. I held on to my jacket for years-- too short, too tight, and no longer in style. I loved the elbow pads.

What happened to those ubiquitous buttons that stated Question Authority?

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