To paraphrase Oscar Wilde, fashion is so ugly it has to be replaced every six months. Though the Metropolitan Museum may be my favorite place on earth, I find a good portion of NYC to be repugnant. Nowhere have I seen such spineless obedience to trends and fashions. Many residents seemingly can't put on a tee shirt without worrying over it endlessly, and express a self-congratulatory air when they've gotten that tee shirt just right. They are delighted to wait for 1.5 hours to get a burrito because it's the right burrito, and the right line to be in to buy one.
Hearing this guy say "my body is not my own" made me twitch and I had to stop.
The difference between them and rabid football fans is a matter of degree, not quality.
Hearing this guy say "my body is not my own" made me twitch and I had to stop.
The difference between them and rabid football fans is a matter of degree, not quality.