The first is John's Beijing Beijing I love Beijing look. He wasn't a fan of the outfit. Maureen and I were tempted to pose him with some tape on his eyes to pull them back, but we know what happened when the Spanish basketball and tennis teams did that. Really, some people are too sensitive and can't take a joke. When we were little, we used to play the "Chineses, Japanese, dirty knees, look at these joke", but now, that's too racialist for the world in which we live. Anywho, John's not a fan of China's political or economic systems, but I fear he may have to learn to speak Chinese if he wants to be a mover and a shaker. I've already committed him to English, Spanish (for Valentina), German (for Leni), and French (also for Valentina). Chinese may just be pushing it.
The second look is John's rocker look. Maureen decided to stand up his hair. I wanted to comb it since I'm a square, but she wanted to try something different. I'll say it's different. At least, he doesn't look like a hippie. No son of mine will ever look like a hippie. As you can tell from my rantings, I'm a bit of a conservative.
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