I Say Moo

I’ve always wanted a leather messenger bag but I feel sorry for the cow so my rationale is that the cows they use for making these bags were old and sick, not cows taken in their prime. Or perhaps a mean cow, who cut the other cows off in traffic and he feels he has to make some sort of penance. And I imagine the cow’s dying wish was that on a cool crisp morning, the kind of morning that makes you love mornings, to have his dried out carcass slung over my shoulder with a MacBook inside. And somehow it helps.