The Benefit of the 67% Dead Club

Many of you care/cared about this midterm election of 2014.

I didn't.

And this was the first election I truly didn't care about.

Want to know why?

I'm already dead Blythe.  67% dead to be precise.

Like my stepdad who is about 90%, I also realized that I am on the opposite side of 50%.  My family's genetics is not that great.  Nearly every male has died of cancer, alcoholism or stroke, and if any of us Clarey's make it past 60 it's a god damned miracle. And thus at 40, I'm 67% dead.

This permits me a huge amount of levity, freedom, and intellectual honesty because I no longer have to care.  Naturally, the fact I have no children allows me this levity, but in the end, it is a benefit.  My time on this planet is for the majority, over.  And since I have no children I have no long term vested interest in it or what happens to it.  So I'm allowed the precious gift of merely watching it without the attachment or concern that most of you other people have to it.

I enjoy people suffering.
I enjoy people suffering their mistakes.
I enjoy watching the limitless single moms and dead beat dads of my generation try to scramble and salvage their lives that are beyond repair as they live vicariously through their underperforming children.
I enjoy the liberal arts majors PANICALLY realizing their financial lives are fucked.

It's great!  I cannot think of a better, more poetic justice and gift that life could grant me.  

But the issue is simply this.  How many of you are part of the "50%+ Dead" crowd?

You see, I know a lot of you still hold on, still believe, still hope that western civilization will recoup, recover, and hopefully repopulate this country and other European countries, to bring back some kind of "glorious" industrial empire era of revitalization, but it isn't going to happen.  This one awesome, incredible, TRULY "miracle" of western civilization will be a mere blip in the grand scheme of human history as the savages and ideologues and religious fanatics out-populate us and your (beloved) children.  It's merely a fact, it's merely a consequence, it's merely an actuarial reality. 

But, while you're here and there's nothing you can do about it.  Why don't you at least permit yourselves the favor of enjoying the decline?

Seriously, if you're already half dead, I think you're in the clear.  The United Sates is still strong enough to last another 40 years or so because of the herculean efforts of the WWII generation. And before we get too down on ourselves, let us remind ourselves that most of the world is nowhere near as grand as we are.  China may be growing, Russia may be invading, but in the end, both countries are incredibly corrupt and therefore their currencies flawed.  In short, the US dollar will not suffer a "quick death," but rather an elongated one that you can (hopefully) more or less "bank on."

It's the younger generations that have to worry as they're the ones that are going to be left with the bag.  My non-fellow baby boomers will die in 10 years.  I'll be dead in 20.  But that's only after we've collected TRILLIONS in social security and medicare from their naive asses. And for once I'll grant the baby boomers a bit of forgiveness.  It was the Millennials that voted Obama in twice.  It was them who were pro-socialism.

I say take advantage of them!

They voted to give you more money at their naive expense. You might as well take it.

Ergo, it's great to be 67% dead.  You lived a great life in a great country, with standards of living supplicated and inflated due to government borrowing.  The brilliance is that the youth voted it upon themselves and will pay for our mistakes and their ignorance.

Enjoy that decline people.  Enjoy that freaking decline!