Mini-blog 3: Crazy old ladies

I watched a daffy older lady today.

She sounded off her trolley. Her eyes looked mad. Her voice rose. Her points were ludicrous.

The poor old woman had a total lack of regard for common sense, and threw around words that made it seem as if she wants ALL people of a certain kind to submit to extreme measures proposed by an increasing totalitarian government.

Like the government, she jabbered wildly, chattering about things she knows nothing of, and repeating a pathetic creed that she had learned from someone else. Also, like the government, she parroted the same exhausted excuses for her actions or actions that she demanded that someone else should implement.

Poor old woman.

My mother.

Bet you thought it was Baroness Deech I was talking about, didn't you?