Pointy Boots

Today’s newspaper ran this AP story under the headline, “Mutant pointy boots create a craze.” When I first saw the headline, I thought, “well, so what’s new? I’ve seen lots of pointy boots on the dance floor, at country dances.”

Uh, well, no.

Those, my friend, are Pointy Boots. Those are “you’ll poke your eye out, and your dance partner’s too” Pointy Boots. Those are “medieval court jester” Pointy Boots. And I have to grudgingly admit it takes a real man to do something so silly, something that’s rivaled in the fashion world only by the hats at the Royal Wedding.

I realize that significant cultural gaps exist throughout the world, and I have great respect for most aspects of the Mexican culture. But it appears somebody is playing a big joke on these vatos.

Someone claimed that this phenomenon is huge in Dallas, I can’t see it catching on in Texas, especially in certain parts of the state. For example, I doubt that you’ll ever see this on the A&M campus:

There is one thing from this report that really bothers me. In the aforementioned AP story, a fellow named Francisco Garcia is quoted thusly:

There are some steps where you have to cross your feet and throw yourself to the ground…

Francisco, I don’t appreciate your taking credit for my signature move, which I’ve perfected through years of diligent practice. Now, granted, my partner isn’t particularly wild when I try it in the middle of a waltz, but that’s an entirely different issue.