Sunday, April 1, 2018

One old fool to another...


 Getting old is the easiest thing in the world, all it takes is letting your attention wander or your concentration lapse sometime approaching your thirtieth year, and suddenly you’re old, having slipped right through middle age barely aware of it at all.

Physical frailty is about the only drawback to elderhood, assuming you get to keep your mind that long. Once you’re past seventy, nobody expects much of anything of you, and you’re allowed to do pretty much as you please. All but the most egregious social transgressions are written off as dotage and forgiven.

None but other old people imagine you to be anything but harmless in your last chapter, granting you ample opportunity to be dangerous as you like. You can say truth face to face that might land a younger person in jail. Only a culture as twisted and unbalanced as contemporary Trumpland would see advanced years as a handicap and failing rather than a triumph over time and foolishness. Time may have the last word, but play your cards right and you will have the last laugh.

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