So what's the point of preserving the lives of the old and disabled beyond(far beyond) their productive years?

For clarity's sake, I am old and disabled. Not as old as some, not as disabled as others. But I'm completely useless as far as society is concerned. A burden.

And I'm okay with that.

I never planned anything. Forced into retirement in 2008 at 55, deeply in debt, went bankrupt, spent time in a mental facility, failing health, wheelchair.

Plato said that if you want to make Herokles rich, do not add to his store of wealth, but subtract from his list of desires.


Good coffee, good weed, and time on my hands...