To paraphrase an old movie, the United States is no country for old men. However, the entire population is ageing, and we want to make sure no immigrants come into the country, yet we expect someone to make life for us as smooth as banana pudding. We forget what a privilege it is to grow old. The aches, pains, and bruises, physical and otherwise: those checks eventually come due for us all. The question is are we going to approach it like a scalded dog or like Robert Browning told his future wife, “come and grow old with me as the best of life is yet to be” We also have now generations of young people raised on Iphones and social feeds that tell you how gloomy it is outside so don’t bother to go check for yourself. They think old people can’t possibly know anything as the computer knows all. I remember when I was a kid and men at the Cotton Gin store talked about debt and the depression. Later I recalled bankers in the years after 2001 saying they didn’t need to be regulated because the balanced derivative market was self regulating. After 2007, they blew up the world and the federal reserve had to print dollars by the trillions to avoid a collapse that would have taken us back to the stone age.
Scalded dog or best of life?
To paraphrase an old movie, the United States is no country for old men. However, the entire population is ageing, and we want to make sure no immigrants come into the country, yet we expect someone to make life for us as smooth as banana pudding. We forget what a privilege it is to grow old. The aches, pains, and bruises, physical and otherwise: those checks eventually come due for us all. The question is are we going to approach it like a scalded dog or like Robert Browning told his future wife, “come and grow old with me as the best of life is yet to be” We also have now generations of young people raised on Iphones and social feeds that tell you how gloomy it is outside so don’t bother to go check for yourself. They think old people can’t possibly know anything as the computer knows all. I remember when I was a kid and men at the Cotton Gin store talked about debt and the depression. Later I recalled bankers in the years after 2001 saying they didn’t need to be regulated because the balanced derivative market was self regulating. After 2007, they blew up the world and the federal reserve had to print dollars by the trillions to avoid a collapse that would have taken us back to the stone age.
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