I’ve been thinking, lately, about drug dealers. Not all of them, but the specific sub-set of dealers who throw tennis shoes over power lines to announce that this is the place where cops can find them. I mean this is the place to buy drugs.
We’ve all known about this “secret” communication for decades, right? Yet you still see relatively new sneakers tossed high over electric lines for all the world to see.
And it makes me wonder several things. First, how can anyone afford to hurl a pair of sneakers up over the lines, losing them forever? Have you priced sneakers lately?
Second, how long does it take before the shoes catch on the line? I can picture drug dealers standing in the middle of the street—in the night, I assume—tossing and tossing and tossing until the shoe laces finally catch the line. It looks very hard to do, much harder than making a basketball shot from the foul line. I’m wondering if this might eventually become an Olympic event.
And how long do laces last in the sun and rain? They’re biodegradable, remember. If thick lawn furniture breaks apart after one summer, how long can a shoelace last? What if they fall on your windshield and cause a wreck?
Maybe drug dealers are not Phi Beta Kappa types, after all. Maybe, if they were smarter, they would have gone into baseball pitching or shot put. Then, at least, they could have kept their shoes.
If you can afford to toss your tennis shoes away, you could probably purchase ALL of my books right here!