Copyright 2006 Ben S. Pollock
What kind of shirt are you wearing today? If it’s a T, does it have writing or some graphics? Yes, pretty much everyone wears logo-Ts. This one: Did you buy it, bub, or with luck was it free? Wha’? Well, if you’re wearing advertising, the least you can expect as a patriotic capitalist is to not pay for the privilege. They should be forking it over to you, right? Billboard space is rented by the month; you’d think you could charge by the day.
Nonsense talk, I admit, in this day. T’s are souvenirs that also keep you legal in public places and allow you to eat burgers “in” (no shirt no shoes no service). If a shoe company or charity get free publicity off your chest, no harm and maybe some good in a karma way, eh?
But look in the mirror, pal. How old is that shirt? You still listening to that band?
Join me, Logoles, the brother of the cool elf from Lord of the Rings, in the Band of the sElf. We wear shirts with no communications on them. To thine one sElf be true. How more sElf-righteous can you be but to shun callow commercials on your person? Legoles does not wear logo-Ts; it is the only thing we have in common, darn it. Hobbits wear them all the time, but they’re famous for being, well not cheap but more like un-sElf-conscious.
I, Logoles, can assure you that sElf-confidence gets you in places and lack of silk-screen on your back allows you to eat at Olive Garden, not just McDonald’s. Oh, you see people slurping spaghetti wearing faded and even sweaty “I’m with Stupid” tops all the time? Yeah, but when you go in like that, you do feel sElf-conscious. I know; I’ve heard it all. It’s the pointed ears.
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