Apres Nous, Le Toga
This is infuriating. Infuriating. I've subscribed to The New Criterion magazine for some time now. I'm a big admirer of what they are trying to do -- or at least I was. But now I hear they have begun a campaign to bring back togas. Yeah, you read that right. Those wacky bathrobe things they used to wear in Roman times. Apparently they've got a fund of several million dollars and they're going to spend it all on a big splashy publicity campaign to try to convince people that wearing a toga is cool. I understand their argument. Really, I do. Symbols matter, what you wear can profoundly influence how you behave, bring back the virtues of the Roman Republic, classical education, yah, yah, yah. Okay, but guys, you need to think about the old saying: Pick. Your. Battles. Heavens to Betsy, they've got all that money at their disposal; think of the good that could be accomplished. But they throw it away on this crazy scheme that is doomed to fail. Listen to me, people: no one is going to wear your stupid togas. Give it up. You'll only destroy your credibility. There are better ways to preserve Western Civilization than this. You were fighting the good fight. Please don't go loco on us now.
Umie the Umlaut says, "ask your doctor about the Fredösphere!"

1 Comments:
Toga! Toga! Toga!
I went to a Toga party in college.
The college toga party is a homage to The Lyceum. It also holds an implied, or veiled, element of debauchery, with which the Greeks were not unfamiliar.
A toga is what you need to wear to work, Fredosphere. It will jar you from your melancholy.
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