I really am LMAO now that I've hit 64. When I first heard this song I was deep into the 1960s, and thinking that when one actually hits 64 y/o it was all but over. The truth be known, I've never felt better (or luckier) to be here. Thanks to you all for putting up with me and making 4um one of the last bastions of free men and woman.
When one gets olde it becomes difficult to say anything nice about anyone.
Any person that is oblivious of life can check out without having had a care for this country.
I have seen 82 years of rapid decline in the stature of our people. This country and its culture is rotting from within, the very few are leading us around by the nose and Americans see nothing.
The day the firing squad and noose are turned loose, the sheep will awaken.
The rest of de 4um will be hard pressed to match or surpass the *cynicism* in your birthday wish for Jethro, Cyni.
Still refuse to kiss olde Jethro, ughhhh.
One is not born a Cynic.
It grows within you, the result of being exposed at a young age to the real world. At 18 when one is told they are as expendable as the fly on the wall, one wants off that damned train.
When the system has you in their clutches, first you learn to cope and then you learn how to outwit them. A CYNIC IS BORN.