Monday, February 19, 2007
Worn and haggard
Do people nowadays not give a damn about what they look like? People used to go out, manifesting a certain aesthetic, now rarely seen. It astounds me how revolting people dress in downtown Toronto, especially witnessed (almost invariably) on the streetcar. How much do people really hate themselves? How much do people respect themselves, and others? Where's their dignity? Hanging out of that tube top? In those purple sweat pants? In that cowboy hat and poncho?