Non-violence is not a garment to be put on and off at will. Its seat is in the heart, and it must be an inseparable part of our being.
For me, it's all about the Canadian tuxedo, and maybe a bolero. The province I grew up in in Alberta is pretty much the denim capital of Canada. The first premier of Alberta started Grand Western Garment, which Levi's bought later on.
What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin more beautiful than the garment with which it is clothed?
Could the garment and appliance industries be in cahoots together, creating an artificial sock demand to keep us buying?
My mother was a housewife. My father was a garment worker.