With unrest and violence abundant on the streets of America, terrorists slaughtering innocents in France, and a coup in Turkey, naturally I think it is time to write about an important issue that I've been pondering lately - socks.
Does anyone else remember when Paul Wolfowitz, the former head of the World Bank and Deputy Secretary for Defense under Bush/Cheney, stepped out of a mosque and was photographed having two holes in his socks? Everyone ribbed him for being to busy running the world to buy socks.
I have the same problem though. Always a hole in the sock. And why is it usually the big toe that gets the hole first? What exactly are big toes doing that the rest of the toes aren't to cause that wear and tear?
It is never both socks at once either. Just one at a time which of course leads me to eventually trash one sock and try to match it with another orphaned sock. This new pairing works until another hole appears.
Like Wolfowitz, I'm never quick to run out to the nearest Walmart or Target and buy myself a new package of socks. (Although, I suspect Walmart and Target aren't exactly where Wolfowitz shops). I let it go for a while until the big toe has wormed its way all the way through the hole then I ditch it.
I don't know why someone hasn't figured out a way to lengthen the life span of socks. Maybe they're too busy counting on us buying another pair ever so often. Then again, no one has figured a way to stop the washing machine from sending random socks into a different dimension either.
We can't stop terrorism. We can't seem to convince Americans that the answer to problems isn't shooting someone. But it does seem like we could come together and find out why my big toe keeps wearing holes in my socks.