ChiTownScion
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And before Loungers get too high up on their own horses, let them ask themselves how much they spend on suits and hats and leather jackets. How is a closet full of overpriced "vintage" any less the product of a sensate and materialistic society than that of the trend-hopper with a closet full of overpriced skinny jeans?
I won't try to bathe any of this in altruism, but any time that a woman (from ages 18 to 80) comes up to me and says, "I like your hat," my day is made. And when I walk into a local restaurant with like dressed friends, and the owner greets us with, "Here come the Sopranos!," I know that he's paying a compliment. I feel good about that. Not really proud (because pride should be reserved for hard won accomplishments of substance) .....but good.
Indulgent? Guilty as charged. I know that 99.99% of the gents back in the day couldn't afford to dress up like I do when I'm out and about, but I'm also painfully aware of the fact that I live better and earn more because a lot of those gents who lived the Era helped me along the way. Not just a dad working two full time jobs so that I could attend better schools, but teachers, professors, bosses, older professional peers and mentors who took the time to impart a lot of what they had to learn the hard way to me.
The Golden Era isn't merely about what was (and determining that is an ongoing quest, as we all know), but how we take that and apply it to the here and now. I don't hate the 21st Century one bit: I enjoy most of it quite immensely. The younger people I deal with, particularly in my profession, are a delight to deal with. But I try to remain keenly aware of how what is so often taken for granted today came to pass. I'm befuddled by much of the present- like so many here- but the past accords me some semblance of a framework whereby I can sort much of it out.