Our Beloved Elderlies with their Stinking Habits

So you're sitting comfortably in a bus, (well relatively comfortably) listening to your favourite song on iPod when the empty seat next to you is filled by a man whose age compares to Elizabeth Taylor's.  As comes natural in our politically correct society, negative thoughts are repressed and instead of cordially asking the not-so-gentleman to find another seat, you welcomingly smile at him... he grunts.

You ignore the grunt and go back to listening your favourite song... until the first whiff of stink infiltrates your nostrils, a stink which makes your brain itch.  As if that isn't enough, the old man opens that cavernous mouth, coughs out that nuclear waste trapped in his throat, followed by a loud gurgle which makes YOUR throat go numb.  THEN, after this ceremony is over, he raises his left buttock, pulls out a brown handkerchief and wipes his mouth and hands AFTER he's made the mess.

Now I do realise that we are expected to be nice to the elderly and respect them for being our society's infinite source of wisdom, but how do you respect someone who doesn't even respect himself, let alone others?  I'm sorry but if you're too demented (no pun intended) to take a daily shower, use a deodorant and pull out a clean handkerchief BEFORE you cough then don't blame your reflexes when people complain.  Blame your lack of manners and those who are too scared to tell you that your stink is insulting them.  Being old doesn't mean that you automatically gain the right to bother everyone with your smell.  If a 10 year old is yelled at for not taking a shower, then so should a 70 year old.  Then its their problem if they think that youngsters are ungrateful.