President Obama was recently ridiculed for being photographed in flip flops while on vacation in Hawaii and John Kerry was accused of flip-flopping in the presidential election of 2004. Yesterday, I looked down at my feet while walking into Starbucks for the second time that day and was aghast to see my toes open to the world.
When did that get to be ok?
I remember the dress code at Blue Ridge Christian School prohibited me from wearing exterior sewn pockets and while an intern in the House Majority Whip’s Office I had to wear a tie – all in an effort to at least project a professional image and maintain a serious mindset. Now that I organize my days around morning and afternoon Starbucks runs, I can’t be bothered to put on real shoes?
The way I figure, if I can’t be bothered to pull on socks and tie my laces I better be otherwise busy leading the free world.
In the meantime, I think I’ve got some time to polish my lace-ups.
Goat anyone? 
FLIP FLOPS RULE!
It sounds to me like somebody hasn’t listened to enough Rage Against the Machine to understand that the donning of flip-flops at seemingly inappropriate times (like at the beach or in an effort to win an election or in an effort to acquire the required beverage quickly enough) is, in actuality, a social statement aimed at the ruling hegemonic elite.
You’re clearly the type that doesn’t understand what kind of political revolutionary and social development advocate Jack Johnson, with his mellifluous commentary, is.
Sheesh…
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