If you want to hear raw truth, visit an old folks home and chat with somebody who still has their wits. I like old people. They just don't care what you think of them. They will fart and belch and not even wince or say, "excuse me." God bless them.
They are not trying to impress anybody. They have been around long enough and figured out that it matters not what bright, shiny objects we accumulate in this lifetime. They also call things as they see them, and they don't care if it's politically correct or not.
They have seen it all. They have lived through every political fad imaginable. They have had families and careers. They also thought at one point that things would remain the same forever and they would never grow old. Death is near, and there is something freeing in all of that.
They say what they want. Nothing is sugar coated. More often than not, what they have to say we all should heed. We are not listening.
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