shoes

I write this (in my head) as I watch a young woman in backless high-heel shoes teeter across a brick courtyard in downtown Boston. She comes within a hair’s breadth of falling at least twice, and then totters unsteadily off along the sidewalk.

I am convinced, now, that the women’s shoe industry is dominated by a sinister conspiracy of orthopedic surgeons drumming up future business, or else of geeky hetero white guys who nobody would date in high school and this is their way of getting revenge on women everywhere.