Age-ism. (I don’t know if that’s the proper spelling. It’s the only one I tried that didn’t look dead wrong)
It’s a problem.
Of course, another problem is that grown men walk around these days, not just eschewing hats, ties and waistcoats, but wearing little sports ensembles with shorts and matching sleeveless shirts in eye-bending color combinations meant to mimic sports teams. Such a thing would only be allowed of children not too long ago, and an adult wearing them would be taken away for a rest cure.
That’s probably reverse age-ism, by some standards. I can’t keep up any more. And I shouldn’t have to keep up with that kinda thing. I’m crazy childish my-ownself, and there’s no fixing it any more.
At least I hope not. That sounds like some pretty bad trauma.
Pardon me, I’m going to go change into my Mighty Ducks jersey with matching hat and tie. And underpants.
