Why You Should Change Your Attitude and Behavior Towards Old Folks
Old people are a part of this society, whether we like it or not. They have been denied a crucial role and identity for far too long, and I personally believe this should change. I propose three ways of dealing with old people: assist, ignore, or eradicate.
Some people believe the elderly need extra attention. After all, their bodies and minds are not quite what they used to be. You can easily be involved, and in many different ways. For example, visit a shut-in old person and read to them, whether they want you to or not. If you have any difficulty gaining entrance to their home or shelter, try posing as a meter-reader or service person. If this clever tactic doesn't work, old people are easily overpowered. This brings up another way to help. The next time you see an elderly person who is having trouble crossing the street or carrying groceries, resist the urge to help them. In fact, if you see anyone else trying to help them, STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING AT ALL COSTS. Old people need all the exercise they can get to keep their feeble bodies functional. You would do more harm that good when preventing them from doing physical labor. However, physical exercise is not good without a well-balanced diet to back it up, and many old people don't get enough to eat. To combat this, always remember this: to you, they are leftovers, but to a starving old person they are a feast. If they have poor memories, show these starving old people pictures of a feast. They will find your leftovers much less appetizing, but it could be a crucial step in improving their memory.
People basically diminish with age. The body size, shape, and structure change due to osteoperosis and the likes, the voice begins to crack and fade, and movement becomes slower and more subtle. People begin to stoop, shrink, and become quieter and more stationary. This makes it very easy to ignore them. They are no longer physically impressive, nor are they able to attract attention by being loudly verbose or by making quick movements. They become so unnoticeable, in fact, that many nursing homes and retirement communities lose residents out in broad open spaces, such as halls, cafeterias, or lawns. They are often left there for hours or even days until an unwitting janitor or other worker accidentally bumps into them. Luckily, most old people in these places are accustomed to this and are tough enough to survive these seemingly traumatic experiences.
This is a wonderful segue into my final point. Old people have already had their fair share of time on earth. Many people believe that they have become a drain and are a waste of resources, like food, clothing, money, and oxygen. They contribute little compared to what they take, and therefore should be subject to natural selection and exterminated. However, this may prove more difficult than it seems. Old people have usually attained their old age not by chance, but rather because of one simple fact: they are tough old codgers. They can be cut-throat, vicious, and dangerous if backed into a corner, and there is a good chance that attempts at elimination would only give them one more reason to stay alive and cause many complications and difficulties for those attempting the elimination. Be careful when trying to finish one off; there is a good chance you will reach out with the hand of death and pull back a denture induced stump.
Some of these methods may seem harsh or insensitive, but it is not so. These are just suggested ways to give old people what they realy want: some sort of a role in society. After all, it's better to be at the bottom of the dogpile on the playground than to be the socially rejected nerd watching from the monkeybars.

8 Comments:
I usually enjoy when old people attend the movies. They are particularly useful in cases in which I miss a piece of dialogue or a happenstance. For example, "What did she say?" "She said she wanted to eat shrimp." Or, alternatively, "Where is he going?" "He is walking to the butcher shop for the shrimp." If you are not like me and are up on everything going on in feature films, you have two options. First, when you hear, "Where is he going?" you may reply loudly, "I don't know! Let's watch and find out together!" On the other hand, when you hear, "What did she say?" you may reply loudly, "She said fuck you very much for ruining the movie, grandma!"
Upon further reflection, old people are too fragile and stupid to attend movies.
I remember reading this back in one of Kitto's classes...:)
u are ultimately the funniest and i must say best writers that i know. and hey when you get old not will i do these things, but i will also push you down and kick you a few times so someone feels sorry for you and thus you gain status in the world. but i will either be dead or as old as you when you are old so i guess i am all talk...:) oh yea it was GREAT to see you today!
You're a funny kid Kody, but you make a good point in an antithetic sense. Later.
Hey man, hope your summer's going well! I definitely need to give you a call sometime and say hi, but in the meantime I just wanted to show you a webpage I ran across completely randomly that made me think of you. I thought it was the funniest damn thing I've seen all day because I mean, how many people that have I've ever even heard of are from Bozeman?
Well this guy is, and he loves it:
http://www.marcnjami.com/wordpress/?p=25
Here are his "Best of Bozeman" photos:
http://www.marcnjami.com/gallery/index.php?g2_view=core.ShowItem&g2_itemId=920
Hope you're well, and drop me a line sometime!
Kody you make me think of Salsa Rico burritos.
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