Stop Sagging

In a small little city not too far from my home, the mayor and his council put into effect a new law to hurt parents and to take away freedom to wear clothing the way you want to. I know it sounds like I don’t agree with their decision, because I do. I just hate that again parents have to suffer and another type of freedom of expression has been taken away when the US is supposed to be the one country that we have the right to freely expressly ourselves.

What I am talking about is this tacky sagging look that teens are wearing and the style or fad doesn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. Why is this look still around?

This look is supposedly started in prison. I’ve heard two reasons why this look started. The first reason was because male prisoners could not wear belts. Belts could be used as a weapon or to commit suicide. The second reason that I heard was to be readily prepared for sex. It doesn’t matter to me why it started. I know that rappers brought it out to the teens. But I don’t understand why teens think this look good. It actually looks tacky, nasty and terribly stupid.

The new law says that if someone (which is pretty much a teenager gets caught with their pants sagging, boy or girl) it is a 100.00 dollar fine. That fine will increase with each offense and possibly the teen will be arrested. I understand adults wanting teens to stop this nonsense. But when parents are away from their teens they will drop their pants. But I guess if it hurts the parents’ pockets enough they will enforce the law if they can.

Now when I was in high school the boys wore their pants a little bit over the butt and under the navel. It was called slack back then. Their pants were not dropped to their knees. The girls wore there pants in what we called hip huggers. The pants sat a little over the hips right under the navel. But you didn’t see butt cracks and butt cheeks.

I know kids follow fads. I’m sure I did too. But this look should have played out years ago. I don’t want to see folk’s underwear and their butts. I hate it! I asked my daughter to promise me two things while she is dating: two save herself for marriage and never ever bring a boy who wears his pants down past his azz to our home talking about this is her boyfriend. Maybe I’m taking it to an extreme, but a boy walking around wearing his pants down to his knees and every few seconds pulling them up like his slip is falling down, is a little too funky to me.