Damned If I Dotage:
The Boomer Faces Fifty
by John Ronan
EXCERPT
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We hope you enjoy this trip down memory lane. We have done
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In the course of the research, the author and editors found
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middle names instead of first names. In these situations,
the author has used the most commonly encountered information
for this book.
If you are not a card-carrying member of the lap-over, comb-over,
or plastic surgery generation, that's okay. You can enjoy
our lives vicariously through this hilarious look at some
of the most interesting folks to grace this planet.
Damned If I Dotage
or
Where Were You When Ricky Nelson
Died?
On the cutting edge of the Boomer Generation are those men
and women turning 50 around the turn of the millennium. This
book is for the first pioneer Boomers to face the half-century
marker, middle age, and mortality. You, for instance. Or Bill,
Hillary, Stephen King, O.J., and others you’ll see listed
in this book.
As the light-hearted Leo Tolstoy once wrote, “Anyone
over 35 for whom death is not the main consideration is a
fool.” Of course, that was before therapy. Now, if you
must dwell on death, you can think of it as a form of distancing
- the ultimate flat affect. Count Leo out. You can turn 35
in deep, deep denial. (Repeat after me, “Damned if I
dotage! Damned if I dotage! Damned if…)
As for middle age, that bumpy approach path to the Boomer
Beyond, give it the same treatment. Don't think of your ‘pre-geezer’
years. Rather, an extended ‘medication consultation’
brought on by ‘body image issues’ and mild ‘biofeedback
dysfunction.’
The only way to deal with age and death anxiety is to laugh!
So, this is a Fun Book, boys and girls; pages loosely divided
into five sections of death-defying lines, lists, quizzes
and general guff. Use the material for meditations, put-downs,
T-shirts, bumper stickers, song titles, boat names, obit entries,
or bathroom graffiti.
So, where were you when Rick (son of the great and powerful
Oz) died?* You should remember! Rick's death was one of those
pop-culture markers that signal the passing of a mythic age,
an event rivaled only by the deaths of Lennon and Belushi,
or, more recently, Jerry, The Mick, and Frank. If not the
end of peace, it was certainly a warning from Father Time:
your days as a hormone happening are numbered!
* You don't remember the date?
(See the APPENDIX A: NECROLOGY TEST)
Denial Meditation
Mantra #1:
Compared to the dead, my chances of success are still fairly
good.
You no longer have youth going for you:
If your platitude-per-minute rate is over 5:1.
If suicide sometimes sounds great, but you don't feel you
could stand the guilt.
If your idea of a good time is fondue.
"Middle age is the time when a man is always thinking
that in a week or two he will feel as good as ever."
- Don Marquis
"I'm so damn frightened of getting old, I don't believe
I'll be able to do it."
- Aunt Marge
It's getting difficult:
IF a clear definition of brain death would include you.
IF turning to look out a car's rear window feels
like an event from the Extreme Games.
"I prefer old age to the alternative."
- Maurice Chevalier
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