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POSITANO, ITALY….even more beautiful than what you see in the video

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By Harvey Tobkes

I had a friend many years ago, who had a funny but morbid sense of humor. He had a one word metaphor to describe the passing of people from whom you were getting a nice inheritance; he called it a “Yippee.” When he told us somebody in our group just got a ‘Yippee’ we knew there would be a funeral. We also knew the inheritance would soon be used to buy some luxuries.

Economists have a more euphemistic way of describing the situation; they call it a wealth transference. Whatever you call it, it’s happening in great numbers. It’s easy to extrapolate the prodigious birth rate into the now massive death rate into a now whopping Yippee.

The Baby Boomer Generation, 1946 t0 1964, is a source for research, trends, and discussion. It follows that the parents of the Boomers are approximately 70 to 90 years old. Nobody escapes death, and that means that the aging parents of Boomers are dying at a rapidly increasing rate daily.

So conservative money investments (savings accounts, C.D’s, real estate, bonds, mutual funds) are moving to the profligate Boomers who are saddled with terrible expense burdens. High mortgages, college tuition, medical bills, credit card debt, car lease payments, alimony and what not confront them. Then all of a sudden here comes the passing of the bucks. “Hey honey!…Let’s move to a better neighborhood; how about a new Lexus; new electronic marvels… must have them; dinner out every night; private school for the kids, why not!. A vacation in Tahiti? Call our travel agent.” I’m sure you get the point.

Money is moving and driving our economy and it’s all happening below the radar. Sure, the real estate market has taken a whack, but a million dollars still only buys a tight 1000 square feet condo in N.Y.C. and that exposes the truth. Meanwhile, we all keep wondering, where is all the money coming from to be able to afford all this spending?” Think Yippees!

So thanks to the Boomers, the U.S. economy is getting lift from wealth transference… thank you, and the confidence index is still flying high in the sky.

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A little boy goes to his dad and asks, “What is Politics?

Dad says, “Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I am the head of the family, so call me The President. Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government. We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People. The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we will call him the Future. Now think about that and see if it makes sense.”


So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parent’s room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny’s room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny He gives up and goes back to bed .

The next morning, the little boy says to his father, “Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. “The father says, “Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.”


The little boy replies, “The President is screwing the Working Class, while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit”

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Written by Robert J. Hastings

Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent. We are traveling by train. Out the windows we drink in the passing scene.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. Bands will be playing and flags waving. Once we get there our dreams will come true, and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles, damning the minutes for loitering – waiting, waiting, waiting for the station. We are sure that happiness awaits us at the station. Yet, all passengers will find that now that they are at the station they are somehow disappointed… We are thinking we can achieve happiness:

“When I’m 18.”

“When I buy a new 600SL Mercedes-Benz!”

“When I put the last kid through college.” “When I have paid off the mortgage!”

“When I am very rich.”

“When I reach the age of retirement, I shall live happily ever after!”

And then, when we reach our goal, we are perplexed, and cannot understand why the happiness we expected is not within our grasp.

Sooner or later we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but the true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.

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My dad lived into his 90’s, and outlived ALL of his friends. He always exercised and was mentally acute his whole life. On his 90th birthday I asked “Dad, don’t you wish you were 21 again?”. His reply was the wisdom of the ages. He said “No, I want to be 60 again. Those were the best years of my life. I was retired and fit and had financial freedom; all my friends were still alive.

In my 20’s I had no money and still so much toil and worry and heartache ahead of me.” I have remembered that my whole life and now, about to turn 60 myself, am really looking forward to it. Thanks Dad! Just one final gift you left me with, at the end of a life full of them.

Source: An article posted in http://quora.com

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