BASEBALL CAPS and RUDE PEOPLE...

I remember through my whole childhood and even through my Navy days and somewhere beyond, that it was an ingrained habit that men removed their hat when entering a room. Certainly a restaurant or in the presence of a lady. The baseball cap has ended all that. Now they wear them everywhere. In restaurants, theaters, in their own house and anyone else’s house. Even at the dining table. I am suspect that even while having sex and/or taking a shower. However, I haven’t really seen that happen, thankfully. And I swear that once, in a church in Arvada, a teenager was sitting in a pew with his hat on without a thought until his mother pulled it off him. He was even irritated when she did. What is it with those caps? Is it possible that men or boys (or even women and girls today) really believe that a single word or two on a cap can define who they are or what they stand for? Are they all that angry or proud or narrow in self-definition that it comes down to a cap to say what they believe in or where they’ve been?
We all try to be individuals and by trying we begin to look like everyone else. Hence, the baggy pants for guys and the skin tight jeans for the girls, the tattoo’s, the baseball caps, the caps for girls with the little ponytail sticking out the back through the hole in the cap. Original? The bra straps for the girls that must be seen, bless them! The more we try to be different, the more we all look alike. Today, for the guys, it’s the unshaven look. Every guy looks like they last shaved exactly 2 ½ days ago, every day. How do they do that? And that horrible consistent sound of that word, ‘like’! Teenagers, mostly girls but even some adults I’ve heard, can actually use the word ‘like’ as many as 6 or 8 times in one sentence. The really experienced ones with a little effort can even do better than that.
I won’t even go into cell phones, texting or ear phones. Just not enough room here. We see movie stars or rock stars (or wannabe’s) in jeans with so many rips and tears that they seem to have been through a war and a generation of wear. Or they stole them from my closet. I have seen jeans like that in Target and K-Mart and they sell for 40 to 50 dollars each. I have probably 400 to 600 hundred dollars worth of jeans in my closet and a couple hundred dollars in a stack in my basement. I remember way back when I worked in steel shops that I used to put iron-on patches over the holes. These guys should see them. I probably still have some in that stack downstairs. Must be worth a fortune now.
And last (maybe), but not least, These people who wear these t-shirts with plainly rude words of contempt on them. Like "back off dog breath", "get f**ked", "I'm with stupid->, "->Stupid" or my all-time un-favorite "What the hell are you looking at".
Do they really feel that way toward other people or do they, by some stretch of the imagination, really think that is funny. Hard to believe.