Wisdom begins at 50 and like fine wine gets better with age.
Trouble is, these days many don't want to hear wisdom so elders are considered cast off's.
When I was young and was around elder people who talked slow that drove me crazy. Now days I revel in the fact that a wise person is usually a slow talker who is more than willing to share wisdom to anybody with the patience to listen.
I kind of had the opposite problem. I honestly never cared if other people thought or felt like I do. What did and does bother me no end is when you are made to feel inferior, weird, deviant, etc. because you don't run with the majority. I used to think "I accept your differences, why can't you accept mine?" We even have the phrase "tyranny of the majority". The majority thinks their view is the only valid one, then tries to impose it on those who are different. I talked about this a lot in the Daylight Savings thread regarding night versus day people, just to give one example.When I wore a younger man's clothes I couldn't understand why the world didn't spin the way I thought it should. Why doesn't the population see what I see? How come this person doesn't get excited about music I'm excited about? How come they like Pepsi when obviously Coke tastes better?
Sounds like just about everyone these days. Ever watch the movie The Devil's Advocate? This quote reminds me of where we are now:It spoke of how each person has a unique perspective of life but many cannot understand that others don't understand outside of their internal universe. It doesn't mean they are selfish. Just unique. They are the center of their own universe.
Well, I never envied someone else's car while riding but there were times I envied having the girl in the car.It took some time, but one day the light came on in my head and I learned to imagine what it must be like for other people. A guy in a nice car sees another guy on a bicycle and thinks I sure wish I was on a bicycle, while the guy on the bicycle thinks I sure wish I had a car like that.
Yep, my late father especially just didn't get it when people didn't think exactly like he did. He drove most people away from him. My siblings left before they were really ready on account of him. Even now, I hear both say they wish they would have stayed home a few more years. My father mellowed out somewhat in his last few years. It's a shame that didn't happen when he was younger.It took practice and self-discipline to get it dialed in, but as I got older it became easier to understand that a lot of people simply cannot understand life outside of their internal self. It helped me understand why my mom was so outgoing and my dad so introverted. And allowed me to get a glimpse of who they really were. Warts and all. Best of all it allowed me to understand that they were a lot wiser than I'd known.
You're still able to afford a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit? Well off, you are. $4.39 😃Getting to a fast food restaurant just after they suddenly said "no more biscuits! Just burgers! If you'd been here 1 minute earlier..."
Now I think most of them don't do that any more. Also, I've largely lost my interest in fast food unless I'm out driving for hours to a vacation spot. Or the rare time I just have a craving for the greasefest that is a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit.
You're still able to afford a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit? Well off, you are. $4.39 😃
You forget though that Most people most of the time decide everything by their fears, and fear death the most. Those like us Veterans mostly day you can't make decisions based on fear because you can never tell how it's going to turn out.You're useful at 80 or 90, even if all you can do is hold a rifle and walk. Take point and get the first hit, so the guys behind you can get closer to their target. As you said, by that age you've lived your life already, at least the part worth living. Nothing much ahead except decrepitude and a possible nursing home stint waiting to die. Better to go honorably in battle. And send the grannies in too. They already raised their children. I also think sending people who are terminally ill, regardless of age, but still functional, into battle would make the most sense. They're going to die relatively soon anyway. At least they might save lives doing so.
Not ready to die yet at 59, though. Not even close. I honestly haven't lived life much, especially over the last 6 or 7 years dealing with my mother. Once she goes, I'll be making up for lost time. Hope I'm still functional and riding my bike at 100. And ever since watching Lord of The Rings, I've wanted to celebrate my "eleventy-first" birthday like Bilbo Baggins. So don't count me out until at least November 30, 2073!
I personally try to have rational risk management, not let fear govern me. I look at what I can do to lessen the impact of things going wrong. If the risk is still too high for my comfort zone, I avoid the activity. If not, I do it. It's how I managed to deal with covid. Go to the store every other week when it's nearly empty wearing an N95 mask-acceptable risk. Eat in a restaurant, or go to other places with large crowds-unacceptable risk.You forget though that Most people most of the time decide everything by their fears, and fear death the most. Those like us Veterans mostly day you can't make decisions based on fear because you can never tell how it's going to turn out.
I take a slightly different view on that. I feel we're at the cusp of either destroying ourselves, or finally seeing the light and starting to make the world into the paradise it could be. If the latter happens, I want to be around to see it (and to possibly help it get there). That's also the reason I closely follow life extension research. I personally think people would care a lot more about the future if they were still going to be alive in that future. If we have a Star Trek 23rd century, I'd love to be around to live in it. Beam me up, Scotty! I just have gut feeling though there wouldn't be all these aliens. I don't doubt other intelligent, technological life exists in this universe, but probably not that many at the same time as us. If we develop warp drive and explore this galaxy, I'd say we'd be lucky to meet a handful of other such species. And most of them would be so different than us it would be hard to grasp. We're more likely to meet Kelvans than other humanoid species.As for still here at 100, I don't think I want to be, but that's mostly because of the way the world is going. By 100, my tolerance for IDIOCY (Not Stupidity, but WILLFULL STUPIDITY) I think may well have reached critical mass! Then I would be stuck with everyone else, fearful of whatever comes next because of some things I might do were I to get to that point! I've been indifferent to passing on to whatever's next whenever except for when wondering whether or not my particular youngest of the time is able to deal with it.
Yeah, if such "management" really existed, I'd have a lot of choice words, starting with why was my beloved cat taken from me last year. She was literally the only real bright spot in my life.Mostly; they're have been times I was MORE that willing to go have words with "management" about some events!