No sag zone: Taking up the slack between Civil Rights and hip-hop
Two men, both black, leaned on opposing sides of the counter at the city’s biggest independently owned urban record store talking about music. You could guess their ages by the respective crowns they wore. One had a head full of white hair; the other sported a fitted baseball cap.
And neither agreed on the issue of sagging pants.
“You used to wear your pants like that?” the older gentleman asked.
“I came up in that environment. That shit goes all the way back to the ’90s,” the younger one, who looked to be in his late 20s or early 30s responded, sounding reluctant to engage in a full-blown conversation with his elder. “It’s about expressing your character.”
“You think letting your pants hang off your butt shows character?”