Retiring Social Security
Ensuring retirement is as miserable as working years is government’s gift to elders. All involved parties seem a bit too happy about it. The ultimate entitlement is ultimately bankrupting the nation they claim to love. It’s America, by the way.
An unwieldy tax that can’t cover unfathomable debt needed to dollop out a monthly pittance that keeps allegedly free people reliant upon a government unable to do anything worthwhile with seized funds is helpful for illustrating how dreadful everything coerced is. Try to retain this information before retirement.
It’s different when Washington assured them an allowance. Erstwhile whippersnappers behaved their best and earned their driveway shoveling money. Empty lockboxes shouldn’t be a surprise, yet paranoid Woodstock attendees are shocked that their stashes got raided.
It’s adorable to think they were not only pledged something by the government but that it will be fulfilled. They paid in and can’t believe they won’t be paid out. Asking what contract they signed will only infuriate them. Darth Vader didn’t change terms as arbitrarily as your government. At least he was upfront about joining the Dark Side.
This particular generation of quitters due to age doing the opposite of caring for the next in that very selfless manner for which they’re renowned. A lousy example to avoid is only so valuable. Rebelling against self-involved parasites is inadvertently the best parenting. Brats have to strike out on their own after their oh so responsible parents blew tuition money on whatever Eagles were presently on tour.
All-time Boomer Donald Trump promises to keep sustaining Social Security if he seduces his way into a second con job as part of his endless commitment to preserving conservatism. The alleged retirement program is no worse investment than his real estate portfolio. Social Security is as foolish as buying his costly rotgut vodka. Peddling Mister Boston quality at Stoli prices shows why Trump is so eager to get rehired for his government job. Someone who makes alleged fortunes disappear naturally embrace the geezer dole.
A gullible government fan is going to be president either by retaining, re-seizing, or swooping in to the presidency. We have so many options. By contrast, people who want to work hard have no chance at avoiding apocalyptic debt all to enable stocking up on Werther’s. Another postponement of paying America’s credit card bill will surely drive down interest.
The worst part of pretending the Financial Grim Reaper isn’t making PayPal requests is how much better finances will be for all involved after the meltdown. Removing the payroll tax will compensate for far more than the meager checks on the way, especially since the amounts are rapidly dwindling to zero. And that’s before inflation.
Try buying groceries with a pledge. Your rulers offer the opposite of a guarantee despite what they’ve claimed. I can’t believe arbiters of laws are able to disregard the very standards they impose on reality.
This would be a good time to start noticing patterns. An even better time is about half a century ago. Investing faith in politicians is supposed to be reassuring, according to seduced enrollees who thought they were investing in a 401(k). Play cards with anyone who presumes government wouldn’t break a law, much less a promise.
It apparently needs to be said that a federal retirement plan embodies to opposite of conservatism. The same sort of people who think Trump is a fearless truth-teller act like the payment they get is the one small-government exception.
Like with money disappearing faster than it’s replaced, the description has no effect on the outcome. Calling an ultimate income shift the emblematic liberal program is the furthest thing from a compliment possible. Calling it conservative because you’re forced to pay in is as sad as pretending the charlatan who tells them what they want to hear is the last honest man.
But that’s my money. Sure, it’s not technically. Regardless, the cash commandeering program results in one temporarily giant then quickly dwindling pile. Aspiring retirees think the revenue ripoff applies to everything except what checks arrive in their particular mailboxes. An newfangled internet money transfer could be stolen, claim old-timers who let Washington steal at will.
It’s not just that the government failed to invest for you. They let it sit there in their federal style until they needed to subsidize industries in vulnerable congresspeople’s districts three seconds later. It’s not that nice to have an emblematic example of how not to save.
Some people rely on a ripoff, so the fleecing can’t be halted. We couldn’t phase out the three-card monte table or anything so future doomed participants can skip playing. The radical notion of letting people decide to keep their money is not presently law, and nothing is more important than precedent.
Oh, it’s just dooming the nation. Illustrating the perilous folly of waiting to avoid aiming the tires toward the cliff means the edge approaches. Careening is FDR’s old New Deal bad deal. Overreach in response to panic naturally worsened the outlook, but maybe cutting the brakes will get us there faster.
Weening off the addiction will get harder the longer the wait is before hitting rock bottom. Handout junkies are just like anyone else hooked on something that sounds appealing but ultimately harms. Those in question crave something as pernicious, namely the idea that their needs will be met by the most negligent caretaker imaginable.
Doing something useful with money from work sounds like more work. But the opportunity to choose is better than letting federal deadbeats mooch from the pile. Alleged beneficiaries could take what was seized from them and invest it. Look up what a mutual fund is. Heck: deposit the same sum in a bank. Unlike your alleged federal rainy day fund, you’ll actually have access to it no matter the weather.
The sum in question will only decrease in value if one particular senior citizen who doubles as executive continues to try to make everyone rich by handing out dough. We could’ve learned a lesson. Many people did. Sadly, it’s the wrong one. The urge to exclaim “Gimme!” is always strong even though we all know deep down nothing is free.
Naming something doesn’t make it adhere to the words, which confuses liberals who wonder why acting didn’t give them affordable care. East Germany wasn’t democratic, while we’re at it.
The retirement Ponzi scheme is supposed to provide security as indicated by the name. Aside from doing the precise opposite for America and its retirees, it’s done so. Buying private label saltines is nobody’s dream for the personal post-work era. A program that’s insecure and antisocial. Being forced to mingle with others is bad enough, and doing so with paychecks makes it even worse.
