ok, so Summer is upon us and as such I am more and more drawn to wanting to spend my days outside. Every year I have the same thoughts..."why do we waste the best years of our lives working, then retire at 65-ish and stop working???"
This seems so counter intuitive. Let me ask you, would you rather have from 25-45 off and then work from 45 until you die, or would you rather work like a dog during your prime and then retire to a life of "liesure" spent worrying about things like "gee, my hip hurts" or "what's this little blue pill do again? oh well, better take 2 to be safe".
What in God's name am I going to do with myself at 65 anyway. Chances are EXTREMELY good that I'll be in no condition physically, or mentally, to make sure I put clean undies & matching socks on each day, much less get on out there and whoop it up, freed from the shackles of work. Truthfully, at that age isn't it better to have someone guiding my daily activities, as opposed to letting me make my own decsions? I mean really, I can hardly be trusted to make good decisions NOW, it's not going to get any better in 25 years..TRUST ME!
This would also solve one of the gravest ills that plagues our country...namely the vast sea of Winnebagoes that clog the countries roadways from May to September. Think about a highway free of the blue hair sect and their oversized homes on wheels (doing a cool 47.5 mph on RT 95). Just smooooth sailing wherever you chose to roam, while granny and gramps are safely secured at the Ford Motor Plant 16 hours a day earning enough to pay for their dentu-creme and Depends. PERFECT, everyone wins!
I personally would have signed up for this in a nano-second if offered at 25 and even at my advanced age of 35+ (settle down you youthful Bastards!) would probably still jump on it now (for my remaining +/- years before I hit 45).
Can't we get this on a ballot somewhere?
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