Ol ‘ Lavahead Day 2019

Ol’ Lavahead Day was not a time of celebration this year. Rather, a time for deep reflection and introspection will be the highlight. Ties with friends were unintentionally severed by distance and time. In the interim, acquaintances have come and gone. Frankly, aren’t all friendships really just acquaintances anyway? The severing of ties with family came abruptly and out of the locus of control within the last two months. The outcome was inevitable anyway. Too much stock was placed in familial expectations, only to end in disappointment. That is, of course, the tragic nature of chimpo sapiens ... the curse of consciousness, the denial of death.

On the grand scale, there is the looming secular Apocalypse, now focused on global climate change. There is a minuscule probability of a thermonuclear conflagration. Social unrest caused by global fraudulent wealth inequality could result in violent uprisings internationally. Climate change, though, remains the predominant threat to all life forms as nothing is being done to mitigate the problem. Climate scientists continue to peddle a 100-year conservative prediction before chaos ensues. Yet, each year, the prognosis worsens and the time frame shortens. Ten years forward is when extreme global food and water shortages will wreak havoc. And, that’s just the beginning (refer to the previous post, “The ‘Green’ Farce”).

On a smaller scale, the “West,” led by empire, is already in a state of collapse. All of the central banks are moving toward ZIRP or already in negative territory. QE has returned “with a vengeance” to pump more liquidity into the global economy. Everything is being done to maintain growth through more and more debt. Of course, global growth and global climate change go “hand-in-hand.”

On an even smaller scale, Slippery Sy at the “old folks home” has once again decided to exert his puny powers by refusing to settle the alleged delinquent rent issue. Thus, the “big question” was submitted to the on-line Easy Decision Maker site. The scenario was not staged. That’s a first trial result shown above.

Convergence 2019 is about all that and more. At 65 years of age, the awareness of the inevitable onslaught of decrepitude becomes manifest. Age 65 is the “gateway to death,” and every aspect of the institution of retirement is designed around the latter theme. The ultimate goal has been to increase the distance between fiction and truth. There must be a more honorable form of death than the consumer version.

The capstone of Ol’ Lavahead Day was a casual meet-up with Lori at Ala Moana Center. Dinner was courtesy Lahaina Chicken Company, although the last time the establishment will be patronized. Food was good, but “shrinkflation” reduced the portions. Of course, nothing is comparable to loitering at the Makai Market food court for ambiance, eh?

Addendum: The $35 one-year senior citizen bus pass was procured as the final step of the initiation into and indoctrination of the fully geriatric life-style.

Update: A chance encounter with a Sand Island homeless shelter alumnus led to the discovery that another alumnus, Randy (Filipino guy), has passed on. He had previously disclosed that his kidneys were only about 25% functional during the tenure at the homeless shelter.