Every word of this Washington Post column, “Demon Denim,” by conservative intellectual columnist George F. Will is in accordance with my beliefs about pants. Will and I are in total, unmitigated agreement. I am disturbed by this, but not as disturbed as you after you read the column.
It bears mentioning that I am 31 and was raised in a trailer house on the Iron Range; Will is almost 70, the highly educated son of a philosophy professor. I don’t know how this happened.ย
(Pictured: Me, left, drinking Sprite in college with friends.)
You just lost a little bit of credibility with me ๐
On the other hand you gained it with me! ๐
I only wrote this to be honest. I saw some of my lefty pals getting rough on old George for this and I want him to know I’ve got his back … Uh, about pants. Yeah, this nothing but a loser for me. ๐
While I respect your right to wear non-jeans, this column of Will’s from two years ago was widely considered to be the one that made him jump the shark.
Why a supposedly intelligent man would be so ignorant as to claim that anyone who plays video games, likes the impressive Batman movies, or wears jeans is juvenile is mind-boggling. My only guess is that good ol’ Will (emphasis on “old”) is a bit miffed that the world has changed without his permission, and thinks the solution is to force everyone to like only what he likes. Sad.
I’m with you on a lot of that, but I highly doubt he thought he was forcing anything. He clearly never saw the Batman movies. What I’m more concerned about is why I read that and liked it. That happened.
I agree with Will’s column. America has become a bunch of juvenile, sloppy dressed, idiots.
C.O.
There are a few of us left who wear denim out of necessity, believe it or not. Wearing dress clothing really isn’t a good choice when you do actual physical work. Not to knock George’s journalist career choice, but sitting at a keyboard for 8 hours a day for a few decades has warped his thinking in this area a bit. We can’t all be like him.
trying again …
back in my long-ago high school years, i was ruined forever because the only pants i owned were jeans. (try wearing jeans to a dance, even in 19xx.) later, when things got better for me financially, i refused to wear jeans on any occasion. within in the past five years or so, though, i bought a pair of jeans and i’ve enjoyed wearing them. and do so now, pretty routinely. not making a statement; i just find them comfortable. and i enjoy making a quiet salute to levi strauss. or mr. izod, whoever he was.