capitalism and the underwear fiasco

9 Sep

the declaration of independence didn’t result in 11 types of underwear flooding the shelves of shopping malls, not overnight anyway, but after a while, a caste system emerged – from two pack satin expensives guaranteeing absolute comfort to six-pack cotton cheapos guaranteeing absolutely nothing with many variations in between.

I understand why all underpants cannot be created equal since people are different, have different sensitivities and tastes and what not,  but what a relief to know i can go home, lock the door, strip off all my clothes, and clean the apartment butt naked, and as a result not feel so sad about the future and not know why i feel that way.


8 Responses to “capitalism and the underwear fiasco”

  1. kvennarad September 10, 2016 at 5:13 am #

    Meanwhile under communism we all would have to wear the same pair of underpants. Anarchism really is the only way forward, y’know! 😀

    • Steve Myers September 10, 2016 at 11:35 am #

      Maybe designing different styles of underpants is not so strange. But dreaming of becoming a Proctologist, now that I find to be strange and heroic at the same time since someone has to do it.

  2. kvennarad September 10, 2016 at 5:13 am #

    And I mean THE SAME pair!

    • Steve Myers September 10, 2016 at 11:35 am #

      washboard revival?

      • kvennarad September 11, 2016 at 5:48 am #

        Yes, but only in a musical context.

        • Steve Myers September 11, 2016 at 9:32 am #

          i’m talking about pre-compartmentalization, when there was no context and no art or artist either, back when work and music and everything was together. everyone wore masks and participated in the ritual. work was life was music was creative. and it wasn’t that long ago either, just a few years ago when we were kids.then ego happened.

          • kvennarad September 12, 2016 at 4:52 am #

            I remember the very day!

            • Steve Myers September 12, 2016 at 11:39 am #

              i guess it’s over rated since it required no effort, a product of being a child and closer to creation the womb and what not, but the next one, in adulthood, drug induced or drunk or however one gets there, seems way more rewarding and holy crap, i think i’ll try that again.

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