by Robert Gore
Death has its uses. The aged of any species are less fecund and adaptable to their environment. Keeping the aged alive requires resources that are, from the standpoint of propagation of a species, better left to the young. For humans, death as an evolutionary necessity may not offer the solace of religion or philosophy, but at a time when every policy proposal is pitched in terms of “the Children, the Children’s Children, and Future Generations Yet Unborn,” those who take such rhetoric seriously should derive some comfort knowing that their own inevitable passing will fulfill nature’s requirements.
Consider the gerontocracy that runs the United States. Not only are most of the members of what is known as The Powers That Be old, more perniciously, the ideas that guide their exercise of power are ancient and decrepit. Modern medical science has increased life expectancies and the gerontocracy has access to the most advanced care. Disturbingly, the gerontocrats will probably be first in line for any scientific breakthroughs on extending life spans.
If she’s elected, Hillary Clinton will be 69 years old when she takes office. The policies she espouses—government control of everything, spending other people’s money, going further into debt, and making war—are more tired than her lifeless eyes and sagging flesh. Her political party, once epitomized by the youthful vigor of John F. Kennedy, has become a flock of cynical vultures, feasting on rotting government and the dying American economy while cackling their saprophytic political philosophy: “More corpses.” It is symbolic that the current administration’s crowning “achievement” has been government hijacking for Democrats’ political advantage the system that administers to the sick and the dying.
