Grumpy Men
Without Prejudice
I am going on record against grumpy arsed men. All I hear is negative negative negative. Talk about whingers. No wonder women don't care when their long term hubby or partner slips into senility or pops his clogs (As they say in Yorkshire) She's left with the money and after a period of sad mourning carries on with her life, quite happily. Don't worry I have done my research.
Men don't like visiting, shopping or doing much of anything except complaining once they are older. They dont like your family, your extended family. They don't care if you are bored to sobs as long as you sit beside them and let them whinge. The world is messed up, the Goverment is messed up, and instead of being part of positive change they just sit and moan.
Save us from these miseries.
My daughter said she watched a show about the ageing, mostly men. They took them out of a retirement home and put them in a world of twenty years ago. There was food from twenty years ago, lollies, familar items, furniture, prints. They were made to fend for themselves even the infirm with walking sticks and frames.
After a while the researchers noticed changes in the men. Their eye sight grew stronger, their hearing grew stronger and they started cooking and conversing and working as a Team. The researchers nade them carry their own bags, make them do their own housework and they had to prepare and cook all their own meals. Suddenly the frail turned unfrail, the infirm, firm, they played music from twenty years ago and started acting young again. So age is a state of mind to a lot of old men.
Look at Rod Stewart, Mick Jagger, Sean Connery the list goes on and on. Some men obviously realise that staying young is being around the young. Not complaining about them. I would hate to have to put up with someone that is old in attitude. Some people decide they are a certain age and have to act accordingly old.
They dress old, they act old, they get intolerant, hard of hearing, wear pants up under their armpits and stop looking smart, anymore. What for? they reason. Its such rubbish and causes depression and anxiety. How many old people do you go to visit and their place smells like a mixture of cough syrup and denture paste ?.
Some people think they are in Gods waiting room waiting to die. I say go out kicking and screaming . I guess in Retirement homes you can't exactly turn up Metallica and dance around the room. Retirement homes are expected to be hushed and serene and a bit like a funeral parlour. The visit I had to one, about a year ago, will be my last. The place was full of Zombies, being kept alive, with hardly any families visiting.
The people were prostrate in Bath Chairs, semi prone and semi alive. Being kept alive with a daily round of meds that kept them quiet and alone. I hated it and made my Sister swear I was not going back there. She was a volunteer there and I was but a visitor and it was horrid. I honestly thought those poor souls were better off dead than living like a vegetable. They couldn't speak, they couldn't remember, they were tube fed or spoon fed.
I know we have to have compassion for the elderly, but do we really ? Out of sight out of mind for a lot of them. The families give up visiting after a while if their loved one doesn't even know who they are. I could not keep a parent like that. My love for them would say this has to stop. My Mother was crazy as a loon but she died under her own terms and not in a psychiatric hospital with bars on the windows and other people pinching her stuff.
She chose her own death and carried it out, she must have known in her periods of lucidity that she was not going to get well. And made her decision, told no one, lived at home until the day before her death and acted normally as she could. She knew what she was doing and no one else did. But she had been mentally ill for years and I believe she couldn't put anyone of her family through any more pain.
Nowadays there are drugs that could help her. Cognitive therapy that could help her. But it
I am going on record against grumpy arsed men. All I hear is negative negative negative. Talk about whingers. No wonder women don't care when their long term hubby or partner slips into senility or pops his clogs (As they say in Yorkshire) She's left with the money and after a period of sad mourning carries on with her life, quite happily. Don't worry I have done my research.
Men don't like visiting, shopping or doing much of anything except complaining once they are older. They dont like your family, your extended family. They don't care if you are bored to sobs as long as you sit beside them and let them whinge. The world is messed up, the Goverment is messed up, and instead of being part of positive change they just sit and moan.
Save us from these miseries.
My daughter said she watched a show about the ageing, mostly men. They took them out of a retirement home and put them in a world of twenty years ago. There was food from twenty years ago, lollies, familar items, furniture, prints. They were made to fend for themselves even the infirm with walking sticks and frames.
After a while the researchers noticed changes in the men. Their eye sight grew stronger, their hearing grew stronger and they started cooking and conversing and working as a Team. The researchers nade them carry their own bags, make them do their own housework and they had to prepare and cook all their own meals. Suddenly the frail turned unfrail, the infirm, firm, they played music from twenty years ago and started acting young again. So age is a state of mind to a lot of old men.
Look at Rod Stewart, Mick Jagger, Sean Connery the list goes on and on. Some men obviously realise that staying young is being around the young. Not complaining about them. I would hate to have to put up with someone that is old in attitude. Some people decide they are a certain age and have to act accordingly old.
They dress old, they act old, they get intolerant, hard of hearing, wear pants up under their armpits and stop looking smart, anymore. What for? they reason. Its such rubbish and causes depression and anxiety. How many old people do you go to visit and their place smells like a mixture of cough syrup and denture paste ?.
Some people think they are in Gods waiting room waiting to die. I say go out kicking and screaming . I guess in Retirement homes you can't exactly turn up Metallica and dance around the room. Retirement homes are expected to be hushed and serene and a bit like a funeral parlour. The visit I had to one, about a year ago, will be my last. The place was full of Zombies, being kept alive, with hardly any families visiting.
The people were prostrate in Bath Chairs, semi prone and semi alive. Being kept alive with a daily round of meds that kept them quiet and alone. I hated it and made my Sister swear I was not going back there. She was a volunteer there and I was but a visitor and it was horrid. I honestly thought those poor souls were better off dead than living like a vegetable. They couldn't speak, they couldn't remember, they were tube fed or spoon fed.
I know we have to have compassion for the elderly, but do we really ? Out of sight out of mind for a lot of them. The families give up visiting after a while if their loved one doesn't even know who they are. I could not keep a parent like that. My love for them would say this has to stop. My Mother was crazy as a loon but she died under her own terms and not in a psychiatric hospital with bars on the windows and other people pinching her stuff.
She chose her own death and carried it out, she must have known in her periods of lucidity that she was not going to get well. And made her decision, told no one, lived at home until the day before her death and acted normally as she could. She knew what she was doing and no one else did. But she had been mentally ill for years and I believe she couldn't put anyone of her family through any more pain.
Nowadays there are drugs that could help her. Cognitive therapy that could help her. But it
