This one is for Heather. After working at The Bradley, I do feel a slight connection
to that silly little rubber shoe. I was very excited the first time I saw someone else in Japan wearing them. I still have mine, bright orange and begging for attention, I wear them anyways, if you own a pair you understand why. I was walking through
Tokyu Hands one day, (
Tokyu hands is kind of like the catch all
Wal-Mart
esque store that has just about everything) and I notices a display of
CROCS. I was really surprised to see them there, after all, I still thought that they were produced in Boulder. And then it happened, I turned the shoe over and there is was... the label I never thought would reach a Boulder based company and yet there it was, "Made in China." It
was at this moment that my heart sunk and Globalization took on a completely new meaning to me. Who would have thought that a rubber shoe would change my way of thinking more than years of study in political science and philosophy. Perhaps again, I am being a bit dramatic, I just never thought that the shoe that represented everything "Not Made in China" would take the turn.
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