| Made in Where? It was Mother's Day, and I had graciously agreed to take Miriam out to dinner in Monroe, and tag along without complaining while she did a bit of shopping. She had plans to leave the following week for a visit with grandchildren in Houston and needed a few items for the trip. With dinner over, we made for J.C. Penney in the mall. After hanging around with her for five or six minutes, I pulled out, telling her I'd wait for her around the front door where we came in. No rush, I said. Take your time. Mother's Day, you know; can't be pushy. It happened that the entrance I made it to was the men's department. Brightly colored shirts, ties, cool looking pants. My daily wardrobe is mostly WalMart, so I idly poked around the shirt rack, just checking. After flinching at the prices, I happened to glance at the little tags inside the collar and noted the small dark-colored sewn-in insert that listed, among other interesting information, the following: Made in Viet Nam. Viet Nam? I puzzled. I guess the war is really over. I was looking at one of the "hot" brands favored by the beautiful people. I moved to another stash nearby. Big brand. Made in Bangladesh. What is this? I thought. The name on the marquee is iconic capitalism - James Cash Penney, right in there with F.W. Woolworth, Henry Ford and all the other Founding Fathers. The more I looked, the more interested I became, checking out every collar tag I could get to. India. Pakistan. Honduras. Guatemala. Mexico. Cambodia. Philippines.Indonesia. China. Dominican Republic. Thailand. Korea. Jordan. Taiwan. I had not gotten out of the men's sport clothes section. Surely there's something Made in the U.S.A.? I began looking for brands. Dockers? Pierre Cardin? Over There OK, here's a brand that has to be made here. "Original Arizona Jeans." Mexico. At least that's close. OK, "Brooklyn Jeans Company?" Sultanate of Oman. "U.S. Polo Association?" Turkey and Kenya. I had gotten over to shoes by this time. Nike. But before I could find the tags, Miriam came down the aisle, ready to leave. So, I had to leave before completing the World Tour. Next time someone says "GLobalization," I think I'll know a little more about what they're talking about. "Scientific" research My famous brother often sends me stuff via email that is interesting. Here's some of his "Scientific" research, from someone he calls Steven Wright, the erudite scientist whose mind sees things differently than we do,to our amazement and amusement. Here are some of his gems: 1. I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize. |