Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Wpcontent Nadinejansen

against man in a suit: a proposal

I have nothing against the jacket and tie, though all things are a bit 'limited and partly ridiculous men's clothing as a whole. No coincidence that fashion and inventions a bit 'bizarre tendency of designers in recent years and add a little feminized' his wardrobe with hybrid forms, but with unclear goals and poor results.

are on the street and see two groups of males that are grazed, walking in opposite directions. One in a suit and tie, aged around thirty. The others in jeans and T-shirt, at around age twenty. The second turn and say: but look at those as they are tanned. For who knows how this comment seem out place, but not me. The uniform of dark suit and tie is more of a dress.

is the classic dress that is at the origin of that of Monaco. It is full of symbols and emotions. Depending on who the door, eaves naivety, desires, hopes, expectations, certainty, arrogance, complacency, contempt, authority, megalomania. This easy to incorporate all the. You quickly understand what is behind it, what level of power actually achieved by the body that wears the uniform. You can tell if a natural shield, and inside there is a boss (without a trial: it can be a master who dominates or a nice man and master of himself) if it pulls here and there, wearing a servant in search of fortune.

But what I hate the uniform is that once you take in the natural, the wearer becomes invisible ethically. You do not know if it is an honest businessman or a dodger. The mask thickens, becomes so impenetrable that as you progress through the years and find out atrocities around you, convince you that you end up behind the tie there is a swindler. If you are a professor, surely has been driven by a consortium of friends. If it does administer public to procure wealth. Jacket and tie are a showcase course well boring, monotonous, too diffuse, too dull and damage the good people that lead to simple decency.

If it is not the time to give more power to the working class, should at least find a way to make it a little 'more flexible, dynamic and flexible, the position of the power of the powerful, so secularly clinging to their old and new subjects, such as a mold of the most tenacious, indestructible, a lichen, which is one with a rusty iron. You should make sure that slides out more easily, I mean in particular and those strange cases where it is undeserved power and badly managed.

How? It's the fault of jacket and tie, if the power does not leave gained more from its holder. How many garbage has combined the uniform protects him. His ability to make himself sure of seeing his jacket and tie and reinstated him constantly in a status that is not its responsibility. Even if he pays the fine and in the best case he loses his job as mayor or deputy or one of its closed society, will always have a way open to continue its journey incravattato.

idea: as the powerful are unlikely to err in prison (except for a few scapegoats then write autobiographies) or if we are leaving soon, and derisory pay fines in less than no time they stand up, we modify slightly separated, so that it no longer has power.

Obblighiamoli to replace with a nice colorful bow tie, lemon-yellow or acid green, or as many colors together. Round, swollen, similar to those soft strange colored clouds of retina that someone used to take a shower. This big, colorful butterfly, a splash of color on the sad cast, a jewel of filmy lace collar starched. ... Good morning teacher, subject to Councillor ... er, ah, it's you, knight, for a moment I did not recognize! Funny, no? Look how many there, red bow, viola bow, bow that puts today, sir? Up, not tear down, a cure: it will learn not to take seriously anymore, as we do, and everything will regain the right size. After all no one sends in the fields, as also that I have to say FOSE good idea, unfortunately, brought forth together with other less good.
a few months, if it behaves well, can take off the jacket, a healthy change of perspective, and perhaps at the end that might even become a fashion staple ...

humbly dedicated to Virginia Woolf and her memorable insult military uniforms (read Three Guineas)

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