You know, last night I stayed awake overlong because I was thinking about this who-I'd-rather-be-seen-with-walking-on-the-sidewalk deal; I actually do this a lot, being self-conscious about appearances, and being careful about with whom I'm seen.
As I already pointed out, if compelled to walk on the sidewalk, being seen by the public, with the subway cat or the hip-hopping jingle-jangling flitter-fluttering WillyT primitive, I'd do it only with a paper bag over my head, so nobody'd know it was franksolich.
All primitives are reprehensible, and if I had my druthers, I'd sooner not have anything to do with any of them. But if I had to be seen in public with one of them, there's some I'd be less hesitant about, than others.
Usually, I'd be less hesitant about being seen with one of the normal-looking ones.
But what if two primitives are both pretty much normal looking?
(http://i949.photobucket.com/albums/ad335/photoatcc/misc/sodwife_zpsuq3ciwms.jpg) (http://s949.photobucket.com/user/photoatcc/media/misc/sodwife_zpsuq3ciwms.jpg.html)
(http://i949.photobucket.com/albums/ad335/photoatcc/misc/bravenak_zpsrhszvpka.jpg) (http://s949.photobucket.com/user/photoatcc/media/misc/bravenak_zpsrhszvpka.jpg.html)
Despite that they both look normal, it wouldn't be a difficult choice. I'd much sooner be seen walking down the sidewalk with the bravenak primitive, who looks okay for a woman of African derivation, than the sparkling old dude's wife, what with her Lorena Bobbitt eyes. It's no wonder the sparkling old dude's afraid of her.