I recently heard a fellow say that old age begins when the world no longer makes sense to you. By that standard, I entered my Golden Years when I was 9.
The remark came as part of a talk about technology, which I’ll admit rules our lives in ways we couldn’t begin to imagine 20, 10 or even 5 years ago. But just because I can’t figure out how to program my new phone doesn’t mean I’m old. It just means I haven’t caught up with the latest unnecessary functions from Android World.
Oh, phones. They are a boon to mankind and a bane to our existence, aren’t they? They allow us to do a zillion things, including staying in touch with one another while simultaneously eroding the bedrock of a civilized society.
It all gets down to manners.