Well this is to those people. I’m calling you out.
You are not special. You do not have the right to throw your single minded wishes around as thought they were decrees from god, or government, or whatever you happen to believe imbues your self-righteous sword of authority.
The reality is that most (not all) of you are lonely elders with nothing better to do with your lives than meddle with others (including other ‘elders’ I’m sure).
Your lawn might be well cared for, your home might be in order, your picket fence could be white and your car is like new from lack of use. Maybe your spouse has passed on, and you have too much time because you are retired. Time that perhaps feels a little like a tomb at your age. I would hope you have children and grandchildren to help fill your lives with love and laughter, but perhaps some of you do not.
Unfortunately, I’m a good person who cares about other people (even you goddammit). I can’t help but consider what you, one of those people, might be going through at any given time. Perhaps you are having your own problems aside from the possibilities I wrote above. I have no doubt you are battling with your own demons, as we all do. Obstacles and adversity care not about age.
However, thus far in my experience, you, those people, are simply high on your supposed horses and seeking to feel important. My compassion and empathy are usually a futile waste of time.
There have been people like you throughout the ages, usually picking on the ‘little guy’, so to speak. Your inflated sense of importance causes you to believe that it’s okay to do the things you do to cause other people difficulty. I’m sure, in your own mind your reasoning is sound. To those of us who believe in tolerance, compassion, kindness, communication and compromise, your reasoning is, frankly, flawed and ridiculous.
For instance, if the rest of us can put up with your crap attitudes without getting pitchforks and nooses out, I think the least you could do is be a teensy humble, maybe appreciate that we haven’t set fire to your home or made you disappear.
In closing, my advice to those people is this: Karma has thousands of faces, and we’re watching you. You might want to take a page from Scrooge’s book, before the ghosts of the past catch up with your cold cranky ass.