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Ban on Baggy Pants (Don’t Trip)


Pants on the ground!

Pants on the ground!

If a New York Senator can get a ban on baggy pants passed, why can’t it work here? Now hear me out, this ban is only effective in schools. I know I’m not the only person that is fed up with seeing male youths walking around with sagging pants that exposes us to their underwear & ass cracks.

Senator Adams, who says his Brooklyn district is the “ground zero for sagging,” says the style that many find offensive represents much more than a teenage stand against authority.

The Senator also started the “Stop the Sag” campaign last year against the “epidemic” trend, which is a title that befits his motto, “If we raise our pants, we raise our image.”

This saggy fashion surpassed being a fad & ten years ago is a full on epidemic.
If you’re wearing a belt & your pants still needs to be held up like you’re lifting weights, your pants are TOO big.
If the zipper on your jeans is touching your knees, your pants are TOO low.

It’s not discrimination, you can wear other pants. You do have another pair of pants you can wear in public (school) that wasn’t made for 3 people to swim in?

I’ve seen guys on the treadmill at my friends gym wearing saggy pants. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t using them as part of weight training or to simulate wind resistance.

And how the hell do you sag tight jeans that are supposed to suck onto your nuts like some kinda Twilight Vampire from Down Under (sorry Australia)?

Raise your pants. Raise your image.

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What the Starbucks Trenta Means for the Coffee World


Few things make a coffee man shudder like the notion of a mega 31-ounce coffee. If indeed there exists a shark to jump in the coffee world, the new Trenta is the great white. In fact, the more imaginative me envisions a large black dorsal fin mounted to the coffee chain’s monster sippy-lid and a leather-clad Arthur Fonzarelli water-skiing toward it on two large stir sticks. And I don’t even dislike Starbucks or the Fonz.

Why this reaction?

Along the path of perpetually improving quality, the escape route of family-size beverages isn’t one that delivers anyone to perfection. If you’re paying for a Starbucks coffee, perfection should be expected. What went wrong with those people at the green mermaid? Instead of striving for coffee nirvana — a goal they once set for themselves — they now opt for cheap beans from places like southern China and then hawk the brew in Costco-sized containers to a public that must (one hopes) see the foolishness in ingesting this kind of volume.

In the coffee world, love them or not, Starbucks was once cool. They single-handedly blazed a new trail for the rest of us in the craft to follow. This one, however — the Trenta — will find few followers, I’m afraid. I won’t be one. Instead, tonight I’ll drink a cool 40-ounce malt beer, eat at an all-you-can-eat shrimp-and-salad bar, and mourn the loss of cool in a once-visionary company.

 

What the Starbucks Trenta Means for the Coffee World.

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