This Just in: All Serious Problems in Florida Have Been Solved!
Steven L. Taylor
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Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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Well, that’s the conclusion one reaches upon reading the following in the St. Petersburg Times: ‘Sagging pants’ bill passes House committee.
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Steven L. Taylor is a Professor of Political Science and a College of Arts and Sciences Dean. His main areas of expertise include parties, elections, and the institutional design of democracies. His most recent book is the co-authored
A Different Democracy: American Government in a 31-Country Perspective. He earned his Ph.D. from the University of Texas and his BA from the University of California, Irvine. He has been blogging since 2003 (originally at the now defunct Poliblog).
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You know it could cut down on the number of complaint calls to the authorities by the older population in the state.
Here I thought this would be about the Miami-Dade Co recall and resignation.
Since the term trimming ouster of the CA Gov worked so well the electors in FL just had to try it for themselves.
JJ posted on story on this “subject” a couple of years ago about some mayor who wanted to criminalize sagging pants or some such nonsense. I thought the whole thing was out of Monty Python and wrote this:
Idle (Judge): What is the charge?
Cleese (QC): M’lud, the defendant was showing his knickers in public.
Idle: How say the defense?
Palin (the other one) of the Bailey: M’lud, my client’s knickers are none of the city’s business.
Idle: What does the defendant have to say for himself?
Gilliam (defendant, affecting an English accent): I paid 10 quid for me knickers.
Cleese: Objection. The price of defendant’s knickers is not at issue.
Idle (ignores Cleese): 10 quid? (stands up, drops trow) I paid 30 for these.
Palin: Crikey! You were taken M’lud. (stands up, drops trow, has same knickers as the judge.) I only paid 20.
Cleese: God’s truth! (drops trow, has same knickers) I paid 25 for these.
[All three look pointedly at Gilliam. He slowly rises and drops trow, has same knickers as the others.]
Idle: Counsel and QC will approach the bar. [Palin and Cleese shuffle up to the judge, pants around their ankles. Murmured conversation. They shuffle back to their places.]
Idle: Defendant is fined 45 pounds payable in cash to the court (Cleese and Palin nod in agreement) and is remanded to custody pending shopping trip to wherever he got his knickers for 10 pounds. Next case
I think if the pol’s just started sagging all their suit-pants they could kill the fashion in a month.
And the difference between Florida’s legislators and the Republicans in Congress passing laws to re-affirm “In God We Trust” as our motto (presumably requiring all others to pay cash, as the old joke goes) is?
Dumb. The thing about fashion trends is that they almost always go out of style. The sagging pants thing? It’s currently going out of style, soon to be replaced by some other look that says “I’m a gangster.”
Herb’s right. They’re closing the barn drawers here. Err, doors.
Of course, the linked article is actually about a student dress code that would presumably limit the number of future style options. And it contains mind-numbingly stupid quotes like, “There was an article about an 11 year old girl who was gangraped in Texas by 18 young men because she was dressed like a 21-year-old prostitute.”
I blame the parents:
These ideas are nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing, it’s so scary in a house that allows
no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don’t care
He’s a problem child
And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about
His fuckin’ dad walkin’ out
Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he’d probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he’s mad so he’s talkin’ back
Talkin’ black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there’s no control, he just let’s his emotions
go…
— Eminem
and dancing, if we learned anything from Footloose it’s that dancing is the root of all evil. get on that florida before it all goes to hell.
we need to ban dancing and bublegum chewing for the sake of the republic and everything else will sort itself out.