WHY I'LL NEVER LIVE TO BE 100
by Stuart Swersie
(June 16, 1997)

 

    I know I'm the last of a dying breed. I obeyed my mother, worshipped my grandparents and feared my father. I grew up in a world of rules that were to be followed...or else. The "or else" was that my father would be home from work at 6 and then I'd get "or else." I never got it. I learned early that I'd get along better and with less pain if I conformed.
    Conformation was formulated from a mixture of English-Russian-Hungarian-American folklore axioms and rituals that were repeated daily in one form or another until I absorbed the rich "wisdom of the ages." The obvious clash of intra-family culture merely enhanced the pool of knowledge and broadened my ability to cope with almost any situation.
    Having outlived the actuary's wildest predictions, I would like to share with you some of the bits of "wisdom" that has made me a survivor in a world of victims. Think about each morsel, ponder, store it, use it when the occasion demands. You could be a better person for it.

    * The bird in front of a formation is not leading it. He's really trying to get away from the whole stupid flock, but they keep following.

    *  Making your car radio louder will help significantly reduce engine knock.

    *  Always stir your ice tea counter-clockwise. It will get sweeter faster, and the cubes will last longer.

    *  Eat corn-on-the-cob from the left to right. This enhances the flavor and aids in digestion.

    *  Remember not to gulp a drink in the dark of the night after placing your dental appliance in a glass at bedtime.

    *  All you ever get on Tuesdays is third-class mail.

    *  A love bug, flying alone, is not necessarily gay.

    *  Before going on a long car trip, let the air out of the each tire and re-inflate with fresh, cool air.

    *  When eating out, never order chicken medium rare.

    *  Never give up. Although my last three movie scripts, "Gone With the Breeze," "The Hunchback of Temple Beth Shalom," and the "Canary Brief," were rejected, I just know my latest, "Forest Dump," has the makings of a blockbuster.

    *  No matter what those TV chefs say, tapioca pudding is not finger food.

    *  Don't waste your time looking for a humorous sympathy card.

 

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