Allow me to beat this dead horse for my own sanity’s sake. I’m making an effort to space out my rants against that bottomless pit of internal discord and resentment, who shall go nameless, infecting our entire body politic… (spits!)
Someone once described the stages in the life of a favorite band tee-shirt as roughly these: 1) as proud outerwear; 2) as an undershirt; 3) as gymwear; 4) as a dust rag; and 5) as trash. I might add a possible sixth wherein it is recovered and returned to station 3 or 4. The guys here will know what I’m talking about!
“They got the shapely bodies
They got the Steely Dan T-Shirt
And for the coup de grace
They’re outrageous”
— from the song “Show Biz Kids” by the great Steely Dan off “Countdown to Ecstasy” (1973)
