Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for December 29, 2023

I raced past mine – backwards.

True.

This time of year is like the hub of a generational spinning wheel, the spokes and rim expanding ever outward: A timeless area into where I slide among vaporous memories of the older folk like ancestral spirits who were kind and supportive but toward whom I was insufficiently grateful and loving in return.

That’s one of Aunty Acid’s most anti-acid comments. Most of her comments are acidic.

Yes, we do.

At my age the only people I can race past are in the grave.

Aunty, you ain’t passing very many running in those shoes

We all need a few “cheerleaders”!!

The hard part is being one of those cheerful people, even as others race past you.

More likely, cheering the cops on, as they lock up you drunken sot.

Aunty, the only people you have passed were the ones on the way down to the floor when you passed out from too much booze.

We are all deserving?

Starting your new year’s resolution early, Auntie??

And stop to provide plenty of distance between you.