Bad Moon Rising

I read a story earlier today about a judge in Florida who ruled that a law banning baggy jeans was unconstitutional. We've all seen the baggy jeans look – jeans hanging down practically to the knees with their underwear exposed. Who ever came up with this look? Who decided that it was cool to look like your pants are about to drop at any moment? Although, I have to admit that's it pretty entertaining to watch these gangbangers trying to look tough, while they waddle around trying to keep their britches up. Haven't you ever wanted to just go up behind them and pants 'em, just to see what they would do– or is that just me? ;-)

What gets me is that most people have nightmares about showing up somewhere in their underwear, while the baggy jeans wearing set display their underwear, boldy, proudly, and frankly the rest of of us don't need or want to see it. I believe this was the reason for that Florida law in the first place. However, the law was overturned and the little exhibitionists may once again shuffle down the street in peace.

Now, if that judge had had the opportunity to witness what I did this morning, he might not have been so eager to overturn that law. At one of the bus stops this morning a man got off of the bus wearing extremely baggy pants. Unfortunately, neither his pants (nor his underwear) were eager to join him as he got up, and I was treated to an eyeful of, shall we say, rump roast? Gaaaaaaa! OH, THE HUMANITY! As Creedence Clearwater Revival used to sing, there was a "Bad Moon on the Rise!" Any thoughts I had had of eating breakfast were pretty much shot after that. Ick! Ick! Ick! So once again I say, if that Florida judge had been exposed to what I was this morning, he might have rethought his decision.

You know, if people still insist on wearing baggy pants, I think suspenders really need to make a comeback. For the love of Pete, someone PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let suspenders make a comeback! It would save the rest of us from some much UNneeded emotional scarring. :-O ;-)