"public bank. It could never be withdrawn but would make each person an equal owner of the bank"
Now its clear, the bank is owned by the community. This is the key point.
As an aside, in most of Asia the elderly have no income, but it is not a problem. The very strong family bond is the cornerstone of society. Parents take care of their kids as long as they can, commonly even after kids start working and have their own family. Kids take care of their parents with love and respect when they are old. This link is very powerful in East Asia, such as in Thailand or China etc. Even in the Levant it is still powerful. Following is anecdotal evidence. A cousin who migrated to Canada took his father there. Some time later, he brought his father back and placed him in a cheap nursing home and returned to Canada. When the family found out, his sister took her father out of the nursing home to her home where he lived well until he passed away at 95. The whole family "excommunicated" her brother. He became a stranger to the family and no one would communicate with him anymore.
Yes, with the public bank there are two things you're trying to facilitate--both the circulation of credit that enables local production and reciprocity in services, and the savings that gives stability and security to the whole.
I agree that the family is the building block to community, and that supporting families in supporting each other is the primary function of a community economy. One change I would make to Social Security is that the wage-focused spouse receives 250% of the retirement income of the family-oriented spouse if both take their Social Security at 70. In other words, the wage-focused spouse has 5/7ths of the total and the family-oriented spouse has 2/7ths.
Part of the gender-blurring psyop has been making a mother the same thing as a father who doesn't earn a wage, or a wife without children who doesn't earn a wage, or two gay men cohabitating. So mothers are now earning the wage, raising the kids, and losing both custody, the homes they paid for, and their retirement savings in a divorce. These laws made sense when they protected mothers but now that women have been forced into making the rich richer--just like men--but also following their biological imperative to care for the children, they're another destructive force to the family.
Your anecdote isn't unusual. When my daughter was working in hospice, she told me the #1 indicator of whether a person will avoid nursing homes in their old age is if they have a daughter. It's not men who are leaving their jobs and caring for their parents--it may be their wives but will almost always be their sisters, if they have them. Even in the US, Asian women are expected to leave their lives and care for their parents, even as a barrier to their own marriages if they're the only daughter. One of my daughter's friends is in this position.
When my dad went into a skilled nursing facility, after being hospitalized at 94, I came here (I'm in my hometown at the moment) to help out. My mom put a lot of pressure on me to come live here and take care of her. She did this by being helpless, and curling up on the bottom of the bed, whispering "I just don't know what I'm going to do." Technically, there was no reason I couldn't--it was 'coincidentally' the first month after my husband had moved out, and our only child at home was a senior in HS, soon to go to college.
What my oldest daughter said is that, if our relationship had been different, that might have been a choice. But my parents never wanted to know me, or what I thought, they wanted someone to serve the role of daughter. To do that, I would have had to give up myself. And my mom didn't really need that sacrifice.
Over the next five years I found my 'dream team' of caregivers, particularly one woman who lived up the street and became the sister I never had. Her love for my mom was less complicated than mine, and my mom loved her. At some point, I forced her into an assisted living facility, despite her going limp in protest. She thrived and had men saving the newspaper for her, playing bingo, and old boyfriends from HS meeting again.
When she had a couple of fainting incidents, I moved her to a SNF where she was again beloved, because she never complained. She hung out in the lobby and read Amish romance novels (yes, it's a thing!) and a woman with pink hair styled her hair. Throughout this time, I traveled 5X a year and stayed for weeks to be near her, redoing this house in the process--which has been quite a journey.
Then 'covid' hit and they shut out visitors. She was confined to her room, with a constant TV and hallway bingo. When they finally opened up, my daughters and I came for Thanksgiving to see her. But before the plane landed, they had a major 'outbreak' and closed to visitors again. Despite being surrounded, she hadn't tested positive until after we left, and I'm suspicious that mass euthanasia took place. But her life had been so reduced by that point, I couldn't be sorry.
She was put into a body bag, with the dress she'd picked out to be buried in draped on top. Her funeral had more hired pallbearers and people on the altar than in the church she'd been devoted to all her life. One of my brothers didn't come from Germany, afraid they wouldn't let him back in without the vax, the other one sat at the other end of the pew, masked, and left immediately after the service.
Sorry, that's a long story but I mean to say that we should have more choices, as a society, for dignified ways to grow old and die. Leaving it up to the family, in the isolated units we've become, is really having the women serve a caretaker role that isn't a sacrifice that's always best--for them or for the parents.
When my dad could no longer walk... he stayed home and had a stay-in nurse.
Every morning I would wake up at 4:30... race my bike to his place, give him a bath, shave him, have breakfast with him and most of all try to tell him a joke to make him laugh... then race to work and be there before 7:00
I sometimes wonder where I got the energy to do this every day for about 2 years..
As an aside... I ended up knowing the mountain road so well, that I was unbeatable on this road lol ... whether on my muscle bike or on my retro bike..
"public bank. It could never be withdrawn but would make each person an equal owner of the bank"
Now its clear, the bank is owned by the community. This is the key point.
As an aside, in most of Asia the elderly have no income, but it is not a problem. The very strong family bond is the cornerstone of society. Parents take care of their kids as long as they can, commonly even after kids start working and have their own family. Kids take care of their parents with love and respect when they are old. This link is very powerful in East Asia, such as in Thailand or China etc. Even in the Levant it is still powerful. Following is anecdotal evidence. A cousin who migrated to Canada took his father there. Some time later, he brought his father back and placed him in a cheap nursing home and returned to Canada. When the family found out, his sister took her father out of the nursing home to her home where he lived well until he passed away at 95. The whole family "excommunicated" her brother. He became a stranger to the family and no one would communicate with him anymore.
Yes, with the public bank there are two things you're trying to facilitate--both the circulation of credit that enables local production and reciprocity in services, and the savings that gives stability and security to the whole.
I agree that the family is the building block to community, and that supporting families in supporting each other is the primary function of a community economy. One change I would make to Social Security is that the wage-focused spouse receives 250% of the retirement income of the family-oriented spouse if both take their Social Security at 70. In other words, the wage-focused spouse has 5/7ths of the total and the family-oriented spouse has 2/7ths.
Part of the gender-blurring psyop has been making a mother the same thing as a father who doesn't earn a wage, or a wife without children who doesn't earn a wage, or two gay men cohabitating. So mothers are now earning the wage, raising the kids, and losing both custody, the homes they paid for, and their retirement savings in a divorce. These laws made sense when they protected mothers but now that women have been forced into making the rich richer--just like men--but also following their biological imperative to care for the children, they're another destructive force to the family.
Your anecdote isn't unusual. When my daughter was working in hospice, she told me the #1 indicator of whether a person will avoid nursing homes in their old age is if they have a daughter. It's not men who are leaving their jobs and caring for their parents--it may be their wives but will almost always be their sisters, if they have them. Even in the US, Asian women are expected to leave their lives and care for their parents, even as a barrier to their own marriages if they're the only daughter. One of my daughter's friends is in this position.
When my dad went into a skilled nursing facility, after being hospitalized at 94, I came here (I'm in my hometown at the moment) to help out. My mom put a lot of pressure on me to come live here and take care of her. She did this by being helpless, and curling up on the bottom of the bed, whispering "I just don't know what I'm going to do." Technically, there was no reason I couldn't--it was 'coincidentally' the first month after my husband had moved out, and our only child at home was a senior in HS, soon to go to college.
What my oldest daughter said is that, if our relationship had been different, that might have been a choice. But my parents never wanted to know me, or what I thought, they wanted someone to serve the role of daughter. To do that, I would have had to give up myself. And my mom didn't really need that sacrifice.
Over the next five years I found my 'dream team' of caregivers, particularly one woman who lived up the street and became the sister I never had. Her love for my mom was less complicated than mine, and my mom loved her. At some point, I forced her into an assisted living facility, despite her going limp in protest. She thrived and had men saving the newspaper for her, playing bingo, and old boyfriends from HS meeting again.
When she had a couple of fainting incidents, I moved her to a SNF where she was again beloved, because she never complained. She hung out in the lobby and read Amish romance novels (yes, it's a thing!) and a woman with pink hair styled her hair. Throughout this time, I traveled 5X a year and stayed for weeks to be near her, redoing this house in the process--which has been quite a journey.
Then 'covid' hit and they shut out visitors. She was confined to her room, with a constant TV and hallway bingo. When they finally opened up, my daughters and I came for Thanksgiving to see her. But before the plane landed, they had a major 'outbreak' and closed to visitors again. Despite being surrounded, she hadn't tested positive until after we left, and I'm suspicious that mass euthanasia took place. But her life had been so reduced by that point, I couldn't be sorry.
She was put into a body bag, with the dress she'd picked out to be buried in draped on top. Her funeral had more hired pallbearers and people on the altar than in the church she'd been devoted to all her life. One of my brothers didn't come from Germany, afraid they wouldn't let him back in without the vax, the other one sat at the other end of the pew, masked, and left immediately after the service.
Sorry, that's a long story but I mean to say that we should have more choices, as a society, for dignified ways to grow old and die. Leaving it up to the family, in the isolated units we've become, is really having the women serve a caretaker role that isn't a sacrifice that's always best--for them or for the parents.
WOW touching story...
When my dad could no longer walk... he stayed home and had a stay-in nurse.
Every morning I would wake up at 4:30... race my bike to his place, give him a bath, shave him, have breakfast with him and most of all try to tell him a joke to make him laugh... then race to work and be there before 7:00
I sometimes wonder where I got the energy to do this every day for about 2 years..
As an aside... I ended up knowing the mountain road so well, that I was unbeatable on this road lol ... whether on my muscle bike or on my retro bike..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2n2kvMxdeP0
Give em a 1 minute head start... turn the cam on... and go hunting :-)
What a devoted son! I love that making him laugh was your first priority.
And what a fun video! I'll now think of you racing along those Levant roads playing your sexy music and darting in between trucks!
lol this is from last trip to Syria... before operation Timber Sycamore was launched https://themillenniumreport.com/2017/07/timber-sycamore-the-cias-illegal-syrian-regime-change-operation/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JKHB_N0TdHw
on the road between Palmyra and Deir Zour my failed attempt at 300 :-(
road was bad due to heavy truck traffic to Iraq
Very hopeful. Looking forward to reading your book, which just arrived.
Yay! So happy to have you reading my posts, Jeff. Looking forward to your books and our interview.