Recently, I have not been wearing socks. And in but one occasion, life has been fine and dandy. This had led me to ponder the application of socks in our everyday lives, and to pose hypotheses as to why the sock is pivotal to the role of modern humanity.
In days of yore, socks were invented to protect the foot, and provide comfort. In this respect, they cannot be faulted. Since then their purposes seem to have evolved somewhat, first to prevent cold, and second to become interdimensional voyagers.
This fact is indeed the most striking, as it seems the humble sock has beaten us to the wonders of dimensional (and time - it's a long story)travel, and thus are our true superiors.
This leads me to the point of this momentary tirade - with socks god-like ability to switch between dimensions (which for the uninitiated happens as natural force of self organisation and requires enegies of multiple socks - thus why only one or two c an do so at any one time), should they be feared, or indeed worshipped? but then... who knows?
Perhaps time, and ricki lake will tell..
El Maj the superior