I know this sounds awful, but maybe we live too long.
Maybe we were meant to tap out around 50-60 and not linger on for almost twice that.
Maybe we were meant to tap out around 50-60 and not linger on for almost twice that.
Maybe long lives make us lose our sense of urgency.
Maybe even our sense of reverence.
For anything.
Maybe even our sense of reverence.
For anything.
These days, too, long lives mean there is precious little passing of the torch or changing of the guard...
...in business.
...in government.
...in families.
...in business.
...in government.
...in families.
Americans are legally considered dependents until age 26, at least for health-insurance purposes.
I don’t think that was an arbitrary number.
I don’t think that was an arbitrary number.
If you’re going to live to be 85-100 (though to be fair, the life expectancy for my particular demographic is DECLINING), why not not “grow up” until you’re 32 or whenever?
What’s the hurry?
What’s the hurry?
If you knew your lifespan was likely 45 years, I’ll bet you’d be in a HUGE rush to find a spouse and start a family and start building a legacy.
Another thought:
Yes, long lives mean that good people have longer to do good things.
But bad people also have a long time to do a lot of damage.
Yes, long lives mean that good people have longer to do good things.
But bad people also have a long time to do a lot of damage.
An America-centric example: some of the same people in positions of power NOW were in positions of power when I was born...
...in 1981.
...in 1981.
I’ve seen the same names recycled in politics—first names and last names—since I can remember paying attention.