The Case for Washcloths: Why White People Need to Wash Their Damn Legs

I really don’t know what to write to introduce this video, so I’m just going to be literal. It has recently been revealed, through various social media platforms, that some people who happen to be white have boycotted the entire leg- and hand-washing experience. This information was—and is—well, perplexing, and I try to make sense of it all.

Damon Young is the editor-in-chief of VSB, a contributing opinion writer for The New York Times, and the author of What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Blacker (Ecco/HarperCollins)



This has got to be some kind of youth phenomenon. I’ve been white for decades, and I’ve never heard of anybody not washing their legs.

But on the other hand, maybe last year I read somewhere for the first time about people not washing denim jeans, I mean never washing their denim jeans for months on end, which sounded unlikely not to mention dreadfully nasty, but apparently it’s actually a thing people do. Those misguided youths, that is.

My question is, do you black people bleach your washcloths? The reason I ask is because my sister says I should bleach my washcloths, because they’re not as sparkling white as she’d prefer. I say it causes the fabric to deteriorate ahead of its time; I’m not looking to enrich the Big Washcloth cartel, you know, by buying new washcloths every month. She says she doesn’t even want to use my washcloths when she comes over to my house. She’s nuts, right?