With every breath we take, and every step we make, our society is becoming older; there are more elderly people in the world now than there have ever been before. So it must be said, that we should listen to our elders once in a while as there are more of them about, at least for the moment.
We should also be very respectful to the elderly, as they have more than likely suffered more than we have in our short and easy layabout lives. We know that they suffered and put up with many things that we wouldn’t be able to.
The reason we know they have suffered more in their lives than we have in ours, is because they tell us so, and they repeat their stories on such a regular basis that we relive them in our sleep. Many of us still wake up screaming in the middle of the night, and some of us want to know why the Channel 7 chopper chills us to our feet.
We have been told on so many occasions of how they lived in scrappy two bedroom homes, with their five brothers and sisters, their cousins, and their grandparents, and how can we not forget their pet pig. The very same pet pig which turned out to be a rather pleasant meal one Christmas, for all who lived under that roof.
They lived through tough times, and they survived the lean times. They survived wars, famine, and a depression. They lived through the heady days of Rock & Roll, which included the Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Jimmy Hendrix, and lots more bands, who incidentally, are old folk now. They have also forgotten the flower power years and the many sleepless days and nights of LSD, Speed and Opium.
So then when all is said and done, there must be an advantage of getting older, you get respect from the young, you are allowed to chew with your mouth open and dribble down your chin, and you can go through the 8 items or less checkout with 10 or 12 items and not care about anyone else.
The other huge advantage of getting old is that you can hoon around in one of those motorised buggies and harass the young people who hang around the shopping malls. These vehicles should be banned from all populated areas and should be restricted to the elderly who can actually drive, or in some cases, can actually see.
The young people of the world need a licence to drive a motor vehicle, so why shouldn’t the old farts of this world need a licence to race around in their hoon buggies? We, the young generation demand a fair go. Actually what we really want is to be able to drive around in those buggies and annoy whoever we can ourselves.
I wonder if this is the real reason why so many people take up golf, so that they can race around the greens and fairways in golf carts. Not a hoon buggy, but close enough.