Pensioners

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Pensioner There are problems in the land and you are a pensioner, austerity is like a sweat horse blanket that doesn’t dry. Medicine old people needs are getting more expensive, and come to think of it isn’t old folks pension to high? Many young people think so as their old age is far away. Look at them the smug old bastards, have no mortgage to pay, they are no good consumers don’t buy furniture, and have savings in the bank. The new society doesn’t need people who believe in old values, what silly notion. So tax their savings and their medicine so they can begin to feel our pain. They had the best of times when work was plentiful, they lived at a time of copiousness, so let them try how it feels like to be young today. An old lady, on Zimmer frame, was robbed yesterday.

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