It is easy to look and feel good when we are young. In Hong Kong, as in elsewhere, we worship youthfulness. Young people are eager to flaunt their youth. The not-so-young, even those positively old, try to look, and pretend that they are still, young. We refuse to acknowledge that we are getting old. We seem to wish that the old would conveniently fade away.
Rarely do we find young people lovingly looking after their seniors.