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Re(a)d Flags

March 8, 2009

Spring 2007: Sylvia and I had the pleasure of attending the wedding of two great friends of ours. The setting was an elegant country club perched on the cliffs of Pebble Beach. Inspired in part by the setting, and a sprinkle by the priest’s blessing which likened mankind to a flotilla of ships, I became enamored with the language behind maritime flags.

jpg-ahoymateyJust imagine: two ships communicate vital information with the flick of a brightly colored flag. Like a baboon in heat flashing its red behind, there’s no mistaking the message. With all the miscommunication going on between men and women these days, why not replace all those awkward (what the hell is he/she talking about?) emails, IM’s, texts, and real-life convo’s with an internationally recognized and approved lexicon?

Over the next (however many it takes) weeks I will make my case for the adoption of an international dating alphabet. Sailors beware.

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