Dear offended lover-of-the-jort,
I must admit, I am very impressed with the passion for the jort that I have experienced since my first post on the subject. You, faithful jort-wearers, have sent me emails, facebook messages, texts & voicemails about your love for short denim. You have pulled me aside discreetly at social events and you have held very public, very intense discussions. No matter your method of communication, your message is clear:
You love your jorts.
And I respect that.
Yes, David and I have chosen not to partake in jort-love. It is a personal decision that we have made for ourselves.
We have chosen to abstain from the jort in this stage of life. It is possible that in our 50's we will readdress the matter. But for now, for us, this is the right decision.
I'm sorry if my views of the jort have hurt any feelings. It was not my intent.
Please know that there is not a shred of judgement in my heart towards you who choose to partake in this behavior. Actually, I've seen firsthand that your jort-loyalty is completely unwavering and seems to run very deep. And that in itself is commendable.
Although I don't necessarily understand, I do respect the gusto (like that of a Beanie Baby collector) that it takes to embrace it so strongly.
So carry on, jort-wearers. Be loud, be proud. Let your true faded blue colors fly.
May your love for the jort never falter. May it only grow stronger in time.
With much respect, in my khakis,