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August 10, 2005
Is There a Cure for Birthdays?
by DEANNA DAHLSAD
Ahh, Americans, with their fear of aging... Somewhere between 'becoming
legal' at 21 and the dreaded 'older than dirt' 30, we learn to fear
birthdays...
Unlike others cultures which revere aging, we fight it every step of the
way. We think “There is nothing pretty about aging.” And when it comes
to our actions, there certainly isn't. Not much evidence of 'the wisdom
which comes with age' either...
Some folks reach for 'hope in a jar' liberally applying cosmetic cremes
and dying their hair. Some folks, like my dad, start shaving years. (He
froze at 29 for so long that one year he had to jump a decade, just to
remain 'realistic' with his greying hair.) Others visit doctors for help
in belying their years; trading the blowing out of candles for the
sucking out of body fat.
In our culture, aging is not entered into gracefully.
"Why can't there be a prescription to end my aging?" youth obsessed
Americans wail.
Sorry, Virgina, there is no anti-aging pill.
But if there were, this is what the commercial for such a
prescription would look like... side affects and all.
Posted by photocartoonist at August 10, 2005 11:06 AM