Whenever I see a person all tatted out, I feel the brisk wind of irony giving me a gentle kiss.
Back in the day, from kindergarten to high school we were not allowed to do PE or gym class wearing colored socks. The school boards were firm on this. You had to have white socks for PE because of the dye from colored socks getting into your bloodstream when you sweat.
Take that concept and apply it to that person all tatted out. The question becomes, how much of what we were taught is not, total BS?
Or, you could actually draw a point of difference. They did it for a reason, back then. Could that reason actually be legit, and when we stopped having those concerns we saw an increase in certain illnesses?
Because I am pretty sure the sole objective today is to get kids to participate in gym class, at all – wear what you like.
My point is simple. When I see a person with a tattooed body it makes me batty because society planted this thought process in my head at such an early age, quite possibly totally unworthy. Quite possibly just another social taboo.
It is not clear to me whether anything is really real. There are so many negative machinations of society. Perilous will become the day when the sun fails to shine through.
