So last night of pulled into town to spend Labor Day weekend with the family. The first place I went to was the local Indian casino to pick up my elderly mother. When I found her I waited for her to finish playing I looked around. This being Friday Night, many people were out dancing in the in-house clubs. And boy did I get a kick.

Most of the women were my age, in their mid thirties, if not older with a few women in their fifties and sixties trying to "rock" high heels ad jeans. What I didn't see a lot of was the younger crowd in their 20s, and this is actually pretty relevant. And that's probably because clubbing is still the domain of the Gen Xers and older millenials. But many of the women were just horribly smashed by the Wall. Plus it was actually my mother who afterwards noticed as we were driving home that these women drank like camels. And their outfits were also a highlight. Again, women trying to look youthful in high heels, sandals, cleavage, tight jeans, and short dresses, even though it was mostly saggy tits, cellulite galore, and eye bags.

And I mentioned men under the title because the men were no better. They fell under three stereotypes: the redneck, the Latino cholo, and the biker. These are the guys I admired as a teen because I thought they were badasses. But 20 years later, these guys looked pathetic. Men who still pretend to be cool and edgy but look worn out. And guess which women they were hauling around?

And these fools wonder why the younger generations don't respect them.