This lesson could be the penultimate Coot lesson. It isn’t, but it could be. Throughout all of these lessons so far we have been working to promote Cantankerosity. If you have been following closely you have learned to say what you think and not dither. You have learned to use sarcasm and the difference between being an angry old fart and a Cantankerous Old Coot.
If you have taken to heart and studied diligently then you are most definitely on you way to Cantankerousness Grasshopper. This lesson is one way of gauging your final test of Cantankerosity.
Picture if you will the elderly gentleman in a rest home. He is not wearing pants. He is railing against Politicians (see this post, and this one). He is yelling at nurses and doing his best to avoid the orderlies who are trying to cover him. Does he care? No! He continues to run around and yell.
Now you may be saying this man is demented, sick in the head, a victim of Alzheimers disease. I say No! He is a Cantankerous Old Coot. His Cantankerosity has been finely crafted and honed over the course of several years and now, he hides his devilish ways behind insane medical diagnosis’s.
This is our mission, to create a fine figure of Cantankerousness who is not afraid to do exactly what it is they want to. Pants are optional. A test of your cantankerous training will not be to parade around without pants (at least for now) but it will be to cultivate the attitude to be able to do so.
Get over your society imposed embarrassment and do something for yourself. Say what you think. Do what you think needs to be done. Be yourself. Pants are optional.
Maybe a kilt?
kilts may not be cantankerous, they inspire meanness. I couldn’t afford a kilt for my wedding, so I just went with my tartan vest. But someday…..
It is funny, as I write this I just got out of the shower. I sat down to read and make a few posts while I dry so I am pantless (as well as shirtless and wet) Does that get me a gold star for cantankerosity?
definitely an honorable mention…:)