Happy Birthday, Betty White! | A Celebration of Geriatric Awesome
People have a tendency to say unspeakably idiotic things that make them sound like assholes, like “I don’t read” or “I don’t own a telelvision” or “I’m over Betty White.” That last one is the worst, and those people should be basted in Crystal Light and cheesecake topping and set outside to think about what they’ve done for awhile.
Betty White may have exploded in the past couple years, like an old lady Bieber, but it is absolutely deserved and completely heartwarming. In a world where Hollywood, if not society, tends to put old people to pasture unless they need sight gags or one final bittersweet performance, we as a world have embraced this genuinely fantastic human being and given her the equivalent of a four year hug as she enters her nineties. It’s really sweet. Sometimes we’re sweet. Sometimes we tune in 14 million strong to watch “Rob” but sometimes we’re sweet. And it’s Betty who elicits such sweetness. Happy birthday, Betty. We love you.
And if you don’t love her? She’s got something to say to that.
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