In yesterday’s Social Q’s column, Philip Galanes took a reader to task for buying a counterfeit designer watch and then pondering whether to own up to its illegal origins when complimented on it.
While I would have greatly preferred that Galanes mention the ugliest aspects of the fake-fashion trade (specifically, the organized-crime syndicates that finance most knockoff operations and the horrid sweatshops producing them), I do have to give him points for making the reader at least somewhat aware of the consequences of his incredibly stupid faux pas:
And try not to feel too guilty when you walk by your local elementary school or hospital. Because I can assure you, the counterfeiters didn’t pay a penny in taxes to support them.
As previously mentioned in several entries, I despise knockoffs. They represent the ugliest side of labelmania, and bring out the apathetic hedonist in otherwise sane people. No true vegan would ever be caught dead buying a knockoff; their sale funds exactly the sorts of things that compassionate, socially conscious people find absolutely despicable.
In other news, another kind of fake caught the eye of authorities in Vermont. Specifically, a young hunter illegally shot at least one immature buck and several does – then bolted a 10-point rack onto a doe’s head. Draw your own conclusions about the hunter’s IQ and/or need to overcompensate for a “personal shortcoming.”