May 8, 2008 "I Swear" By Bonni Brodnick Guest Columnist Whenever one of my mother’s sentences begins with “I swear,” I take cover and get ready for the diatribe. If I’m in the kitchen, I stop chopping. If I’m in the car, I turn my Blue Tooth lower. It’s just too good to miss. “I swear, kids these days purposefully dress with no respect. They show their underwear, for crying out loud. Boys’ pants are practically falling off. And what’s with those stringy things on girls’ hips? Do they have any idea how ridiculous that looks?” “No, Mom, I don’t think so.” “If you dress sloppy, you act sloppy. Years ago you would have been scorned by society and looked at askance if you showed your belly button or underwear. Clothes had some sense of propriety and rules of society. There were parameters of knowing what’s right and what’s wrong. I swear there’s just too much laissez-faire nowadays. Kids have opportunities to dress the way they like and express their individuality ...
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