I'll admit it, a couple of years ago it crossed my mind that it might be cool to start rocking a traditional Keffiyeh. It was an interesting time in New York, saturated with irony, electroclash and constant fear of additional terrorist attack. For that brief second, all of those factors seemed to condense, and I humored the idea of heading off to Queens to pick one up. Then my better judgment took over, and I immediately realized that it wasn't ironic, nor was it clever. It was distasteful, disrespectful and ill conceived. Who am I to reassign meaning to an object that represents a struggle I can only hope to understand? Let alone pair it with a Surface 2 Air T-shirt and a can of Sparks?
What the fuck are these kids thinking? Has the cultural wisdom of today's urban youth changed that much in 3 or 4 years? Are they just oblivious to the single most influential culture war in history? Do they think fashion is worth ignoring the larger questions?
Or, am I overanalyzing things, and this is an appropriation that was bound to emerge in a postmodern environment soaked with Islamic imagery?
Image 1: The Cobra Snake
Image 2: The Misshapes Gallery
Image 3: The Cobra Snake