Well, I am in my 70s and I remember all four Galactic Fish Wars. During the first one, we didn’t have a TV yet so we used to go over to the neighbors’ house and watch the evening news about it on theirs. Of course that was only the first Galactic Fish War, which many historians regard as simply a serious of small skirmishes.
I do have a vivid memory of the end of the third GFW. I was standing on the wharf in Bass Harbor, Maine waiting for the ferry from Frenchboro when Lester Emmons came running down Granville Road yelling “It’s over, it’s over!!” We thought he meant the Clam Derby, which coincidentally was scheduled to end on that day, but he meant the war.
GKBOWOOD characterized a not-young lady as “naked wrinkly saggy fat”. All those adjectives make it sound like GKBOWOOD knew what his/her own mother looked like in her older years and was describing her.
Well, there’s always the laxative-laced stuffing option — although you have to make sure only the right people eat it. Another option is to eat at noon and then have a brisk walk around the neighborhood (or if you are in the country, down the road) and just leave the lunatics in your dust.
Made me laugh, thinking about that painting of the grandmother delivering the turkey to the table. You know that youngeer man on the left is going to argue with the older man next to him to his right.
Judging from the cross-section, I would say an archaeologist has done all they can with it already.