(I never was a dub).
Yesterday they called at my door. A guy in his 70s, a lady in her 60s. I was suffering from the flu and I really was not in the mood, and I was ready to wade in.
But - they were polite and were smiling and looked happy - and do you know what? I asked myself 'Do I really want to say things that might destroy - for them - what is the basis of their lives?
So I didn't. I smiled and said 'no thanks' and they smiled and said 'thanks for the smile and being polite' and they moved on.
They are not my responsibilty and to be honest if at their stage in life they want to cling to their craziness but it makes them happy, well, so be it.