Beneath Contempt
The bright and intelligent, young woman looks down on the elderly, male, pink-hooded, dumb ornamental footkisser with contempt as he kiss-respects her dirty sneaker-toe. And rightly so, for he is truly beneath contempt, spending his whole life as a humble head-in-the-wall mutely kissing feet – the feet of his betters. Even the young woman’s stripy, green and black sock is better than him, since it enjoys intimacy with her naked foot!
And so, as she walks contemptuously away from him, all the old slave can do is stare down at the fresh dirt left on the concrete footblock beneath his face by her soiled sneaker-sole, until the next anonymous foot is condescendingly presented to him for public kissing.