Imagine for a moment that you are waiting for the ball to drop in Times Square on December 31, 1990. You await the new year not so patiently . You already have three new year’s resolutions on your list, knowing that if history is any predictor of the future, you will keep none. You watch the rowdy-and-slightly-lush crowd seethe into one barely-controlled wild animal prowling the streets. You take a sip from your flask, hot ginger tea, perhaps—it is winter in New York—and reflect on a year that didn’t make much sense to you. It’s a memory that appears vividly in your mind as one faulty scene after another in a crude documentary film.
The Simpsons begin their first season. Milli Vanilli run into a brick wall of karma. General Noriega loses a fight in Panama. Yugoslavian Communists are ousted from power. You can see the writing on the wall for the dissolution of the Soviet Union. Nelson Mandela walks out of prison after 27 years. The Cold War ends. Oliver North is in the headlines again. Iraq invades Kuwait, and the horror stories are not pretty. The two Germanys unite. Margaret Thatcher resigns. Lech Walesa becomes President of Poland. San Francisco wins the Super Bowl. Wimbledon cheers Navratilova and Edberg. Seinfeld debuts its first episode. Dances with Wolves is playing in your neighborhood theater. The space shuttle launches Hubble into space. And you purchase the last GAP T-shirt. Fast forward to the present: you peer into the mirror, and notice that a T-shirt you have worn and loved for 25 years is beginning to look its age. You bought this T-shirt on a journey in 1990 in a GAP store in Baltimore, Maryland. You remember thinking at the time that it seemed expensive. But it was a perfect fit. It felt truly comfortable. The sleeves were precisely the right length. The cotton was smooth and supple, a perfect heft. It had double stitching. Well made. Sturdy. And most importantly, it had a chest pocket. You don’t go anywhere without a pencil in your chest pocket because that’s who you are. This is the perfect T-Shirt. And it is slowly going the way of the buffalo: still awesome, but disappearing.
Today’s Bad GAP News: they no longer make these T-shirts, haven’t for years, maybe decades. You cannot buy another one like it. All their T-shirts now have gaudy stripes of mismatched colors and design. The material is weak, inferior. The stitching, shoddy. Today’s shirts are even way more expensive. And none of them have pockets.
The world today does not need a new religion, a new war, a new hero, or a new pop song. The world today needs a new GAP T-shirt. No—an old GAP T-shirt: where the bottom line was quality, not money. __________________________________
See other DP Challenge Photos here: Vivid
See other Sally’s Lens and Pens Mobile Photography Challenge here: Mobile Photography :MACRO
See other Mundane Monday photos here: Mundane Monday
Photos taken with an iPhone 6, No editing