I was going to have a rant

I was going to have a really good rant about things in general but particularly about journalists and politicians. We are talking about a country where two honking lunatics lead the polls for the nomination for president.

But I will just be wearing myself to a frazzle so I will not bother. And no one cares.

I have been thinking about getting old lately. Well - older actually because I am already oldish.

Because I read a lot on the internet I come across many interesting sites such as ‘celebrities who have aged badly’ or ‘child stars who grew up ugly’.

Now I must admit that some of the child stars did not grow up to be beautiful by any standards - but they are all God’s children so we must make allowances.

He does – after all – have a lot on his mind – so cannot spend to much time worrying about the looks of individuals. Having said that – he sure took his eye off the ball with some of them. But who am I to talk.

But speaking of celebrities getting old – well everyone gets old but - if you were at some stage a good looking celebrity - you are fair game for the internet.

These internet people will show a picture of you at your brightest and finest – and then will show a picture of you as a ravaged hairless husk lurking in the fruit section of a supermarket.

You look like an emaciated musk rat with consumption – but it was early in the morning and you had run out of Kale and Quinoa so had to pop out before doing your makeup.

So now everyone has a camera in their phone and 600 pictures of you appear on social media within the next five minutes.

But most of the celebrities don’t look much worse than I do. Sure there are some exceptions. Goldie Hawn – for example – looks like a sun dried tomato – but I really think that people should be allowed to get old without having to see their pictures everywhere.

In my case I occasionally see my face in the mirror and have a quick shudder – but I don’t have to worry about appearing on the internet.