I wore a dress today.

I wore a dress to attend two political events. The first was to promote the recycling of college graduates’ belongings so they won’t end up at the dump. The sponsors put on a grand feast of somewhat esoteric but delicious finger foods, much of which went uneaten. I could only hope it would not end up at the dump.
The second event was to collect dollars toward the re-election of New Hampshire’s Governor. The dress attracted the Governor, so I was able to impart my wise words of the day — i.e. that money is for spending. This left the Governor somewhat non-plussed, since she’s very proud of having replenished the state’s rainy day funds, so Wall Street won’t charge quite so much to lend us the dollars they’re hoarding in hopes of increasing dividend rates. That the states are being forced to compensate for the fact that Congress cannot be relied upon to provide enough money is not an entirely welcome perspective because it takes some of the sheen off skrimping and making do with less. One of the state Reps was impressed by the observation that state and municipal bonds are a three-fer for the financial class. They make a profit from hoarding, a profit that is untaxed as income, AND their local tax obligations are concomitantly lowered at the expense of individuals whose wages are fully taxed.


I’m tempted to argue that wearing a dress made me a magnet. When everyone’s wearing trousers or shorts, an old woman in a flowered dress stands out. Men feel less threatened and are willing to converse more. Hats probably did the same thing for Bella Abzug.

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