You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy!
“That 98-year-old woman is a loon” the son thought to himself.
The grim reaper should have taken the crazy 98-year-old with him, just to set the universe back into balance. But no, he left us to deal with the horrendous thought of centenarian murder.
And where do you send a person who was born before in door pluming was invented. You can’t send her back to the rest home where she will throw her oat meal and go on another killing rampage.
So you have to send the old gas bag to prison. What prison is equipped to handle Methuselah’s grandma? Life in prison for a 98-year-old slow motion killer is going to be arduous to say the least.
The questions abound: Do they let people shower with metallic walkers? Will they allow prison tattoos that say: I voted for FDR. Will guards have to check her false teeth for shivs. Will she cook up Geritol flavored wine in the public commode? Will she make other prisoners her bitches and make them massage her bed sores?
Questions only the Warden can answer.
Yes these are sad times when centenarians kill.
And that is crazy.