When I was a little boy and my mother noticed that my socks were showing... she told me to take off my pants to remove the hem: you go as if you were a fisherman!
The only ones who showed white or colorful socks were the clowns in the circus. Today it is a fashion everywhere to wear pants above the ankle and you can see the sock (and often the sock with drawings...) or the flesh.
It became fashionable to wear ripped jeans, and they are sold like that, ripped! Before, my mother would have called me all sorts of names if I had gone out with ripped jeans! And so many things!
It is impressive that these fashions immediately spread all over the world: in America and Europe, but also in Africa and Asia... Everyone has taken it on as their own! People of all ages, grown men, the odd old man, children and, of course, the young people.
It is a matter of fashion, which is transmitted to us by the media, social networks, influencers and, I say, some company that makes a profit from it.
And I ask myself, what do we Christians do in order not to make fashionable what we believe and live? We are not so few, and it seems that what we have in our hearts never ends up being part of our fashions, customs or ways?
There is something that fails me, Christians should be light, leaven, salt... and with the number of baptized that we are... How can we accept with normality laws that go against life, against the dignity of the family, of women, of work, of freedom, of children, of property...?
If something as insubstantial as fashion imposes itself as a criterion of behavior and normality, when in itself one thing is indifferent to the opposite... How is it possible that we have so little influence on what is really important, on what is transcendental for the human being?
