I get the biggest kick out of the twenty-somethings of today. For instance,
"Hey old man? Mind you own business or I'm gonna kick your ass!"
And you mutter under your breath, "you and what army?"
These kids don't realize that we were the generation that hitch-hiked across the
U.S. Most likely barefoot with flowers...BY OUR SELVES! Or we would
"road-trip" until we ran out of gas. Then we would lay around the
car, which was parked on the side of the road- stoned, making shapes out of the
clouds until some other group road-tripping, would stop and offer us a can of
gas or a ride to the nearest gas station. Which we did after we ALL laid back
down around both cars, making shapes outof the clouds.
(Man, the times we had. It was great. we partied
until the cows came home. At which point you asked the person next to you if he
was seeing the cow too. Then, said person, would tell you to sit up cause youwere still looking up at the damn clouds.) HMMM-mm
Fear is just not the same thing anymore.
You hear more and more about the older people fighting back…shooting
back, fighting back with their canes…. That's us…and we're not going to take itlying down.
[Oxy- Mooorrr-On for today: "Road Construction Ahead"} should read: "Traffic
jam for the next 10 miles and 65 minutes!"]