Quote ="Mintball"Labels! Labels!
Many (many!) years ago, I had a phase where I sincerely loved labels. And badges.
I was on a train one day, wearing (as was my wont at the time) a battered old tweed jacket, with three badges on one lapel: a red star, a green star and an echthis.
A young man sitting nearby, with an unopened can of beer, moved over to sit opposite – and started quizzing me about the badges.
'What do they mean?' he asked.
'I thought it would be pretty obvious,' I countered.
The conversation continued for some time. It became clear that he was an ultra-leftist.
He opened his can, but didn't drink.
Eventually: 'Well okay – how do you describe yourself, in as few words as possible?'
So, as though the badges hadn't given away the game, I replied: 'I'm a green, Christian communist.'
We were pulling into a station. He excused himself, handed me the opened but untouched beer, and left.
Perhaps labels have some advantages when you play them right.
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I wrote a bit of a diatribe about labels once, must dig it out.
Different labels though.
This was about labelling [ithings[/i, not people or philosophies.
I believe it all started with my Mother's Tea, Coffee and Sugar jars that had me puzzled as a kid.
Tea came in 4 ounce packets, sugar came in big two-pound blue bags and coffee came in its own jar anyway but the jars in the kitchen labelled Tea Coffee and Sugar were [iall the same size[/i.
Later, you could get baking dishes labelled with a recipe printed inside it ... yes, [iinside[/i it.
Then later again, you could get a plates with PIZZA written on them ... so that you could find out what you'd just eaten I guess.
It got worse and worse until nowadays you can get jugs with JUG written on them, and Utensils jars with UTENSILS written on them ... like you'd stand looking at it standing there with a balloon whisk and a few wooden spoons sticking out of the top of it, wondering what the contents were until you saw the label "Ah, utensils, that's what they are".
You can get clothes with the label on the outside.
And mandarins with little stickers on saying "Mandarin".
Madness.