COMMENT:

About 10 years ago, my wife and I were on a cruise ship amidst hundreds of sixty-something Americans doing their best to fulfil every stereotype about their demographic and then some. There was the man who let the lift doors to close in the face of the woman approaching as fast as she could on a walking frame and asking him to keep it open. There was the disoriented woman standing in the middle of an open space calling "Will someone please help me?" into the void. And there were the people at the buffet competing to see how

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