Medium Delirium

One of the perks of not staring at a screen while out in public is getting to read the things people wear on their clothes. Mostly you get run-of-the-mill stuff like JUST DO IT and ANTI SOCIAL SOCIAL CLUB. Then there are the cringe ones like DON’T TEXT ME I’M BUSY (?? just saw this on a gentleman we passed on our evening walk), or various other mundanities. If you keep your eyes peeled, however, and persevere, you do eventually spot the gems. I once saw a Buddhist nun in her robes wearing – on her shaved head – a glaringly incongruous neon pink cap with the SUPREME logo splashed across it. Most memorably, I was once sitting on the upper deck of a bus when I looked out the window and spotted an old auntie on the pavement. She must have been in her 70s, with a bow-legged and onerous gait, half relying on the shopping trolley she was pushing to support her as she limped along. Emblazoned across the shirt she was wearing in bold font so large I could see it from the upper deck of a bus a significant distance away, was GET READY FOR THE SEXUAL REVOLUTION.

Rather ambitious considering she was struggling to even walk. I suppose readiness could be about mental preparation as much as the physical, and who would I be to deny any individual their chance at a SEXUAL REVOLUTION?