i met the most badass old woman today. she graduated from my school in 1944 and had so much amazing shit to tell me. she offered me a job teaching her how to use a computer and other tech things for a few hours a week. she was pretty fucking cool, she was all there... and more lively than most people i know in there 20s. shes over 80 and is still completely independent. definitely not a waste of space
So basically she doesn’t fall under the category of a 'miserable old biddy' who needs to be euthanized or put-down like a sick dog. How magnanimous of you Hotwater
Thanks, I like whimbrel (mainly because she’s hot) but we tend to differ greatly on most issues. Fortunately over the internet Hot is enough :cheers2: H
That is not the truth. In fact the opposite is true. Old people are happier than the young, according to a Gallup Poll taken in 2008. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/01/health/research/01happy.html
im glad you understand. theres nothing wrong with valuing or having an admiration for productivity and passion in old age
There's some truth in this. I don't run with or even associate with old people, other than a few, old friends. When you get old,you've seen a lot and can get pretty jaded about life. Of course,there's always the fact that being old means one is much closer to the end than the beginning.That can be a bummer for some . Yeah,there're a lot of grumpy old fuckers--but I'm not one of 'em.
Aging is a disease that 99.9999999999^10000000000 animals catch. The desired diet and way of life to avoid catching this disease is found in a book. I forgot the name, but it's some backyard barbecue book. There are no known immortals. That's to be expected. Infants cannot just pick up a backyard barbecue book and change their way of life. But, it's rumored that this diet is whats behind Stewie Griffin's intelligence and lack of aging.
I took whimbrel's bluntness as something a bit apart from just ageism.... but it also reflected a certain gap in understanding that only time will convert into wisdom... say in another 30-40 years. I did see a measure of merit in not squandering compassion for those who put themselves in a bad physical position. I find myself wondering if the abstract notion of time could be compared to an entity that likes to play practical jokes.... cumulative and ingeniously thought out reality experience where we operate these biological vehicles even as they begin to fall apart and forget the fine art of healing. I take a certain measure of pride in keeping myself in good physical shape but there's no denying the inevitable truth that sooner or later my mileage is going to catch up with me. Whether I choose to be a victim or not is entirely up to me... things are going to happen. Fortunately I keep a sense of humor these days when injuries that used to be little more than two or three day inconveniences now can drag on for weeks... even months. I badly twisted my ankle about 5 years ago and it took over two years for that to be "right". I guess that I'm also lucky to have some interests that currently I devote little time to because I spend a good amount keeping physically active... which will be things I can more immerse myself if and in when my situation dictates I keep more sedentary. However, I would prefer to remain able to get obscene amounts of exercise until it's time to cash in my chips so to speak. These days seeing the elderly- particularly those not doing so well- is a reminder of my own mortality... and the importance of ensuring there are at least a few passions to look forward to... things/people to enjoy and live for. Perhaps the angry ones forgot about that and when their bodies quit doing things they used to enjoy doing there's nothing left but the bitterness of every waking hour being a reminder of what life isn't.