No Country for Old Women

Cyn Mobley
4 min readSep 5, 2021


And why you should be angry about it.

First thing I noticed in England was how many old people were out and about. Natural hair color, canes, carry bags — they were everywhere! On trains, in stores, ambling about, often as couples or in small groups, but just as frequently completely alone.

And everyone acted like it was completely normal.

It was 1981, and I’d just arrived in London, headed for Wales for an eighteen month tour of duty at NavFac Brawdy. I was 24, had been in the Navy for six years, and it was my first overseas duty station.

Now, the military is a young population. The average age of an enlisted sailor back then was around 25. By the time you hit 45, you were ancient. Like, REALLY OLD.

But it wasn’t just my military mindset. It was my American mindset.

America was different, at least as compared to England back then. We had malls, masses of cars, little public transport — you didn’t see older couples meandering down the streets, stopping in shops, waiting at the train stations — well, perhaps YOU did, but I didn’t. Old people were invisible. They were somewhere else. The contrast struck me immediately and is still a clear memory forty years later.

Fast forward to American today: it’s gotten worse. Female anchors are too often entertainers in sleeveless body-hugging sheaths and long hair, masquerading as “journalists.” You know the “look” at certain networks. Stark contrast to the male anchors who are allowed to age gracefully in public and who sport the traditional badges of authority like ties and suits.

But the women — the images say their power lies in their ability to reproduce.

And it’s not just the media.

Look at marketing. Look at lawyers. Look at the Senate and the House. Where are they, the Angela Merkels, the Queen Elizabeths, the aging graying women who know how the world works and how to shape it?



Cyn Mobley

Attorney, CA & TN. Retired naval officer and black belt in Isshinryu. Generally peaceful. Blogs at