This is the In Box’s first effort at activism, a trial run at hoisting the banner of protest.
Tomorrow, I am officially declaring as Shortsleeves Independence Day across the North Country.
No matter how much snow falls, or how hard the wind blows, or how much ice is caked on my car window, I will wear shortsleeves tomorrow.
I challenge all of you proud In Boxers to join me.
Lay bare those pasty-white guns! Show off your halibut-colored forearms! Throw off the sleet and shivers of March with a display of April casual wear!
Spring is here, dammit! Together we will cast our sweaters and our flannels and our layers of fleece into the darkness (of the storage closet, that is).
We will show the sun that we, no less than the crocuses buried in the yard, demand a little love and respect.
It’s time to show a little skin, folks. If you are brave enough to join me in seasonal solidarity, snap a picture and sent it to NCPR.
We plan a centerfold edition of the In Box with particularly sexy arms, bared and bold for spring.