Saturday, April 19, 2008
SENIOR SADISTS
So it's a ladies' lunch. It's an organization, so there is a speaker to give meaning to the occasion. There must be a program, and afterwards there's coffee and cake. And conversation of course. Someone mentions gardening and a radio master gardener who advises on pest control. One woman says that her home and garden have been beset by red squirrels. But she sets a live-catch trap and baits it with peanut butter. She used to have her son come and shoot the captured squirrel, but one day the son was away, and when she checked the trap 24 hours later , the squirrel was dead. So now, she says, she doesn't bother to call him anymore. She just lets the squirrels die. When I say the poor things must die from thirst, starvation, heat, cold, whatever, she answers that it only takes them 24 hours to die. The meeting concludes with the National Anthem and a prayer.
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