The biggest gulf between Americans is not religion, politics or color. The biggest difference is the way old vs. young understand the history and probably future of the Nation.
There were protesters at the grocery store handing out pamphlets on the evils of America. I politely declined to take one. There was an elderly woman behind me holding an umbrella. A young female protester offered the lady a pamphlet, which she politely declined. The young protester put her hand on the old woman’s shoulder as a gesture of friendship and in a very soft voice the young lady said, “Ma’am, don’t you care about the people and children of Syria?”
The older woman looked up at her and said: “Honey, my father died in France during World War II, I lost my husband in Korea and a son in Vietnam. All three died so a dumb bitch like you could have the right to stand here and bad mouth our country. If you touch me again, I’ll stick this umbrella up your ass and open it.”
The family of five had just finished their Sunday dinner get together when Dad passed out in his lounge chair and eventually wound up on the floor, unresponsive.
One of the kids called 9-1-1 while Mom fretted over him with no positive results.
So off to the hospital they went, following the ambulance, arriving just after they wheeled him into the operating room. Five minutes, ten, thirty passed slowly until finally the Missus was called into a quiet room.
“I’m sorry,” said the Doc, “I’m afraid we couldn’t save him.” “He suffered a massive myocardial infarction.”
She turned and slowly walked back to the remaining members of the family, sobbing into her Kleenex. “What happened to our Daddy?” they asked.
Unable to remember the official medical term, she blurted out, “He died of a massive internal fart.”
(Special thanks to Terry, Skip, Gil, Hershey, I.R. Wayright, SafeSpace, Wendy, von Messer and Earl)
Have a great Friday. Remember, the left is crying. It is your duty to smile.