Anyone who knows me or reads this blog on a regular basis probably knows that one of my pet peeves are those gawd-awful looking saggy pants worn by our youth. Turns out that maybe these ridiculous saggy pants still worn by boys and men-who-still-wannabe-boys have a purpose under heaven after all. It seems that cops hope the style never goes away, as it makes running suspects easier to catch. I'm having very satisfying visions of clueless perpetrators running from the cops as they hold up their pants with one hand, or even better, hopping instead of running because their pants are down around their ankles.
My dad was a cop during the long hair and afro days of the 1970s. He has told me that he enjoyed that style too because all you had to do to control a suspect was grab a handful of hair.
Good Day to You, Sir
"If a nation expects to be ignorant and free... it expects what never was, and never will be." --Thomas Jefferson
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Ah! The a shuffle, shuffle, hitch the boys all do. When they try to run, while holding up their pants, I think they look like primates.
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