Fashioning the Body: Versions of the Citizen, the Self, and the Subject

On December 13, 1994, the belt, in a heinous crime of puncturing one hole too many, which in turn ripped the stitching, passed away.  Its life began in a factory just off the desert shores of Tuscon, Arizona and ended shortly thereafter in New Mexico.  The belt's parents were of the sheep and plant family. The recently deceased is survived by 1,287,089,982 others of identical configurations, along with numerous chances of de-pantsed Legs (& Co).  The belt's closest relatives, the pants and shirt, have planned the celebration of the belt's death (not to mention their newfound release) by holding a 'de-clothed cobbler party' precisely twelve noon tides from the current date at the Mission Funeral Parlor. (the viewing is closed clothing box)