Jody’s recent post on Raising Weg exposing the sexist underbelly of children’s clothing retailers got my attention. I don’t shop for girls, so I’ve never noticed the issues she raised, but I have been haranguing the local boutiques about their inability to stock infant boys’ clothes in any color but baby blue. I get mostly blank stares for my efforts.

Then, a very cool new shop opened downtown in the square that also contains the playground, a perfect location. One of my friends bought Minor this exceedingly cool t-shirt there:

When I was in high school, the Stones played a concert in Philly. I remember the controversy over the song “Under My Thumb” (feminists objected) and how the administration tried to convince kids that they would be in big, big trouble if they skipped school to go (didn’t work). I didn’t go myself, not only because I was not a concert-T-shirt-wearing, school-skipping kid, but because the Stones were not on my top-40 radar at the time. Amazing to think about it, but they were old news even then. Sure, that was right around the time of Tattoo You–they still had a lot of life in them–but there were plenty of hits under the bridge.

The hullabulloo around the Stones’ appearance intrigued me, and I started eschewing the local hits station for the album-oriented rock stations in Philly, both of which still exist. (Now, I believe that format is referred to as “classic rock.”) I bought a copy of Hot Rocks, which I recorded onto a cassette tape and listened to on my boom box. And I eventually saw the Stones in concert, during one of those big fund- or consciousness-raising festivals in the ‘eighties. I think.

Can’t you just picture Minor seeing this photo of himself fifteen years from now and saying, “Wow, the Stones were around back then? They’re playing the TD Banknorth Ameritrade Price Waterhouse Coopers & Lybrand Garden this weekend!”