Yesterday, Timbotoo posted a comment –
Grandad, you’re ruining your reputation as a grumpy old man.
Sadly I think that’s true.
I feel I have changed sometime since the start of the year. For the first time I am feeling my age. It’s not just the bits that keep falling off me or the constant aches and pains, but rather a resignation that the world has gone insane and if I think too much about it then I wouldn’t trust my own sanity either.
I used to have a bit of fun poking jibes at politicians and anti-smokers, but they have become a parody of themselves. How can you parody something that is in itself a parody? America is slowly imploding and there is little joy there. Our own gubmint was voted out of office, losing badly in the polls at the beginning of February yet they are still destroying the country four months later with no change of gubmint in sight.
The anti-smokers seem to have all but given up. They have run out of ideas to torture us and can only re-hash all their old propaganda. The climate nutjobs are quiet simply because they can’t demand much when all their wishes came true and countries have ground to a standstill.
The entire planet seems to have gone Healthist. Health is now king and all must kneel before it. Quality of life, or indeed happiness have been subjugated and mean nothing so long as we are healthy. And health must be achieved above all else at any cost.
Political correctness is now completely out of control. Everything we say is analysed for the smallest hint of racism or sexism or any other ism. If we say nothing we are equally labelled racist of sexist or some other ist, condemned by our silence.
I read an excellent article in The Spectator during the week.