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In most societies of recorded history, the end of human civilisation isn’t celebrated. Imma buck that trend.
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As someone who is retired i feel i should point something out.
The reason retirement exists isn't so you can have an eternal vacation.
It’s because your body is so broken that you cant go on.
Every day is filled with dread and terror about what's going to break next. And every “incident” you think, “oh shit is this it”.
There is no such thing as aging. You peak then you slowly die. Maybe the process is for 5 years, maybe for 30. It’s all just luck of the draw. And the whole time there is fear. Fear of that disabling event that send you to the “home”. Fear of the money running out. Fear of death it self. I’ve lost track of the number of times i found myself incapacitated and face down on the floor.
Dont rush to get here, it’s not fun.
This comment hits hard in the emotions. I'm doing everything I possibly can to not rush through my life. The situation of cotemporary life is dizzying with necessary task rushing–better pay that bill before I forget, better go see the folks soon again just in case its my last opportunity, better savor one more cuppa before the sun sets. Its maddening really. We know we have to rush just to survive, but we have to hold a 2nd focus toward "taking it all in" because we are acutely aware these really are the good ole days we will long to return to for the rest of our overly demanding and rushed days. I hate life🥴
That's why I started running at age 45. Unless I get injured and can't run any more, I am kinda hoping that my heart will just explode one day on the track, and that'll be it. (I have already surpassed my one mile running pace from my 20's and have no plans to slow down.)
The injury bit would really suck, as spending the rest of my days not able to walk would be really bad. Even more so as I am using running as a way to delay the process of arterial stenosis that has already started at my kidneys. (I suspect my life would get really suck, really quick, if I can't actively manage that. It's already put me in the ICU once, just about one year ago.)
I got a small glimpse into how my body is breaking down already and decided focus on the things I could actually do to slow that down.
Still, even with the risks, I am able at least point my physical health and well-being in a much better direction that should pay off (hopefully) in my last 40 years. (Quitting booze a few years ago probably ensured that I would still have a family around that gives a shit about me, so there is that as well.)
I can't predict the future and eventually my body will still give out regardless. Doing what I can now to ensure a smooth path out is just about the only thing I can do.
Sure, but you’re not having to work until you die. So, big win for you
Both of my parents died, one in my early 20s, one a few months ago, and the day after each was just beautiful. One in early December, one in spring, but both deaths were followed by clear sunny skies after days of bad weather.
That was, the first time, the most offensive part of the grieving process for me; my world stopped, the world did not, and I paid my bills the next day because that’s what the world not stopping means. The second time it was actually nice, I’ve had a lot of time (~20 yrs) between the two to sort out my feelings and beliefs on existence. The world didn’t stop just because mine did, and that’s ok.
This oblate spheroid we call home will continue to turn no matter what we do. Life will almost certainly find a way to overcome the bullshit we are doing, we just wont be here to see it, same as we probably wont be here to see our great grandkids have their own kids.
I just hope we die out or get our shit together before we trigger a runaway greenhouse effect.
I am Gen X and I can assure you, many of us had similar feelings in the 80s. I made until at least today and fortunately or not, depending on your take, the world kept going on being a massive pile of human excrement. Maybe it was me all along.
As a fellow Gen X, a lot of these things paid into our future via taxes and pensions and an economy of industry that guaranteed future, employment stability, etc.
That’s not the world we live in today because it has been stripped by profiteering, short term investment, capitalism stripped of any regulation and oversight that no longer sees any value in investing in the people who produce, and only sees value in short-term gains at the cost of everything else, especially destroying anything and everything in its path to achieve that goal, even the means of achieving that goal.
True, absolutely true
Reagan really fucked us, and in ways that we are still feeling massive shockwaves from even today
40 years from now, people will still be saying the same thing about Trump, that fucking bastard
Because you still gotta pay for rent and food until then
Hey skelefriend. Your cup still has some wine and you look dead. Mind if I?
what retirement?
the pennies you are allotted when finally at 70+ it’s your time to rejoice?
