We Are Going To Be A Damn Cracker Before We Know It!

We Are Going To Be A Damn Cracker Before We Know It…
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

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I was just reading another article that makes me think we really are going to be a cracker before we know it. I’m sitting here thinking I don’t want to be ‘damn’… (yes, I know I said ‘damn’, once again… I have the right to say it… just read back in my stories!)… damn cracker.

Why? Because I don’t want anyone to be eating on me! I can’t imagine anyone spreading peanut butter between crackers… that are ‘me’! Then… bite me!

I knew when I was a young girl that the movie ‘Soylent Green’ made little alarms go off in my mind! I knew it! I knew by the time I got ‘old’… probably old people would be turned into crackers… to be eaten by the whole world! I knew it!

I just read an article about a ‘mock’ petition being signed by younger people… to euthanize ‘old’ people to lower healthcare cost. Here’s the link:


Guess what? People were ready to sign the mock petition… they wanted the old people out of the way…

Okay, what would happen next? Yes, you guessed right… they wouldn’t want to waste all of ‘us old people’… so, what could they do with them? ‘Old people’ are already thought to be ‘dry, airy, light’. Why, they’d turn us all into crackers! ‘We’ are already part of the way ‘done’!!!

Now, can you imagine apologizing to your grandma, grandpa… great-grandma, great-grandpa… saying, ‘I’m so sorry I’ve got to eat you, granny, I’m hungry! If your grandchild never liked you, he’d say, ‘I’m gonna eat your ass’! Lord, only knows what people would say, do …when eating someone else’s grandpa, grandma!

Skip said if this ever becomes a reality, and he’s still around… he would like two dozen Barbara Eden crackers! That Skip! :)))

Can you see all of us…. ‘old people’… packaged up in pretty boxes, each with our own name on them? I would want my box to be a very happy, colored box inviting people to eat me.

Oh no! I’m ‘old’, even I was wanting to be a cracker in a happy-colored box! Just to be in a happy-colored box… I’d be a cracker!

No way! If you see a box with my name on it… you better not bite me, think you can chew me up…. swallow me. I’m going to make you sick! I mean it!

I’m worried now, because…. we are going to be a damn cracker before we know it!

12 thoughts on “We Are Going To Be A Damn Cracker Before We Know It!

  1. thanks for the reasd and mention gloria I got it from my friend at on the vine, I believe with the way medical care for seniors is being cut and our social security retirement being threatened every year they really have no option but to kill us off…what THEY FORGET IS THEY ARE GROWING OLDER EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY!


    • Len, I found that so interesting… there’s no telling what the future holds… I hope it’ll manage to be possible for seniors… ‘their steps are the stepping stones for younger people to come along on an easier path’.

      • Lol! Awww, I don’t think I’d mind being a Grammie Cracker…Justin would still love me and say I was beautiful, even if I was a bit of a stale Grammy Cracker.

      • A Grammie Cracker sounds so sweet, ha! That would be a good name for you if you were a box of crackers!!! If… I were a box of crackers I would be named ‘Happy Colors’… my box would have happy-colored crackers! Skip would be ‘Skiparoo’ crackers! :)))

  2. hi hun! πŸ™‚

    I overslept because the sleeping pill didn’t kick in until late and I slept until lunch time!

    NOT the plan, but tonight I’ll take it even earlier and I’ve set my alarms!!! πŸ™‚

    If this fails I’ll have to stop taking the meds and fly free for a few days.

    Not fun, but I HAVE to be up for the appointment on the 12th.

    I just hope Pat is able to go with me – I’ll need the support… 😦

    The story about the little boy had me crying and angry.

    How could anyone do such terrible things to an innocent child???

    If we could bring back the death penalty I would… 😦

    Love and hugs to you, Skip and the pups!!! πŸ™‚


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