I have a natural urge to aid the elderly. Sure, some of them are probably living out long, overdrawn pointless lives, thanks to common pity for them, and the false belief that a long life is a good one.
However, the few that I have had the experience of actually talking to and hearing whatever they have to say, they impart an awful lot of life experience and wisdom, and it stays with you. Particularly the few World War veterans that are still alive. For this, it's often just worth it to do the least and aid them whenever it's suitable. It's common knowledge that the elderly are wise, but a lot of us probably take this for granted, and don't give a shit.
It's often said that they don't respect the youth and our recent generations, and rightly so; they've embraced modernity, and the ones that made it out alive and have a level head still will basically tell you that it's a bunch of bullshit, in one way or another. Nobody heeds their 'warnings', and they die alone in a nursing home, comforted occasionally by volunteers or whomever, out of pity, and without any actual sincerity or respect.
Pity sucks.