A House Built on Youth

As someone once said, A house built on youth is an abomination.

A long time ago, youth knew its place. Respect your elders and betters was the advice handed down to youngsters. Show respect for those who are older and wiser.
Sadly, this is no longer true. The world has moved on, leaving many of us behind. In our day, if we didn’t have a watch, we were told …..
If you want to know the time, ask a policeman.
Every member of the force has a watch and chain, of course.

Life has gone full circle. Today’s youngsters do not have a watch but have no need of a policeman, they are plugged into their tablets and cell-phones and other strange gizmos.

In many cases, it is the youngsters who have their fingers on the pulse of modern life. They speak a different language, incomprehensible to the older generation. Their 24-hour a day on-line world is a mystery to anyone born in the time of paper and envelopes and the occasional visit from the postman, when he had enough mail to make it worth his time. Unlike the old film, The Postman Always Rings Twice, today the postman doesn’t even ring once.

A visit to any website, financial or news will show the problems that face the elderly. Although we clearly remember looking at the site yesterday, by today it has been changed beyond recognition. Yes, it has been updated, re-built and “improved”. We must start again, looking for our life savings or trying to find out what our prime minister has been saying, or if we haven’t looked for a couple of days, who he is. Prime ministers also seem to change at an alarming speed.

As an example of the problem, I searched the Internet for the source of the saying that heads this blog without success. Some teenage cyber genius has come across it and, not finding it to their liking, deleted it. Readers with long memories are invited to help, the police certainly won’t.

And finally, I will keep this blog short. My elder readers may not remember how it started.