Every time a boy holds a door for me, my hope in humanity is renewed. Maybe society isn’t decomposing like roadkill. Maybe we still have some notions of etiquette. Bless you! (Or curse you if you’ve lost the habit of holding doors.) Farewell.
Tag: Society
Scorned by Today
We live in fear of being scorned by Today. Nobody ever knows when it will happen to them. It begins in middle school. One girl wears a cropped tube top and everyone thinks she’s “cool”. Another girl wears the same thing and storms away alone, labeled “slut” by all. That awful scorn is evident in all levels…