An Unintended Consequence of Yesterday’s Fascinating Debate Surrounding Politeness vs.

An Unintended Consequence of Yesterday’s Fascinating Debate Surrounding Politeness vs. Excessive Wussiness

Straight-up telling a strange old person at the mall that I hoped they would die soon after being prodded in the belly with a bony old person finger and being told that in their youth (the Crimean War? the Bronze Age? the Irish Potato Famine? when they were busily giving up their Jewish neighbors to the Gestapo?), they wouldn’t have dreamed of being seen in public in my condition at all.

And I meant it. Also, I’m sorry, are you Melanie Wilkes? How old can you possibly be? Maybe you’ve confused your actual memories with too many Catherine Coulter historical romance novels. Die soon! You will! Maybe in this heatwave! Not me!