World's richest man and his caddy.
Stoutly middle-aged and independently wealthy David Brooks thinks that "oldsters" and "geezers" should volunteer to make life more plentiful for their children and grandchildren. What’s not to like? For starters, his prescription that they give up claims to a better and healthier retirement in order to pay for it (so as to ease the tax burden on the wealthy and their corporations).

The already retired have paid Social Security and Medicare taxes their whole lives, on top of state and federal income taxes, and probably contributed to a private pension (assuming they were lucky and that pension wasn’t gutted by a "strategic" corporate bankruptcy). They’ve also seen house prices and the value of savings and 401(k) plans dwindle, while out-of-pocket costs escalate. Which makes Mr. Brooks’ prescription the equivalent of asking that they pay twice and get little or nothing in return.

The billionaires who back him, his party and his employer’s media competitors wouldn’t think of giving up a bargain they’d paid for in order to feel good about it, let alone to help someone else. But none of that reality schtick for Mr. Brooks. He is comfortable selling his patent medicine, in part, because he knows his advice won’t be acted upon. Its purpose is to enliven the GOP base and to help pit the elderly and the young against each other.

Bobo wraps his argument with references to Shakespeare and the jargon of "developmental psychology" and by quoting Sigmund Freud on the claimed inability to teach old dogs (and humans) new tricks. He sets his straw men alight by claiming that "new knowledge" tells us not all geezers yell at their neighbors to get off their damn lawn. They can, in fact, learn and lead, and they ought to lead the effort to sacrifice their own hard-earned interests, accumulated in a vastly different political world, in order to give their children a leg up.

Bobo’s near suburb of Metro DC must have a lot Dick Cheneys and Antonin Scalias living in it, but not many grown children living with their parents because they’ve been out of work for 30 months, nor many parents who’ve moved in with their dual income, no kids children because they’re still working at 70, but Walmart wages won’t pay the rent. Bobo eschews that kind of reality, which he could easily find by driving a dozen miles or so farther out of DC or, heaven forfend, driving into SE or NE DC itself. Bobo, instead, stays well within his self-invented Never Land with descriptions like this:

The research paints a comforting picture. And the nicest part is that virtue is rewarded. One of the keys to healthy aging is what George Vaillant of Harvard calls “generativity” — providing for future generations.

All of which is prelude to his claim that "we" are now practicing "reverse generativity", spending more on the elderly than on the young and "productive" by a ratio of 7:1. Wow, gotta love those statistics devoid of context. (I just know the model of this speech sounded better in the original German.)

Spontaneous social movements can make the unthinkable thinkable, and they can do it quickly. It now seems clear that the only way the U.S. is going to avoid an economic crisis is if the oldsters take it upon themselves to arise and force change. The young lack the political power. Only the old can lead a generativity revolution — millions of people demanding changes in health care spending and the retirement age to make life better for their grandchildren.

It may seem unrealistic — to expect a generation to organize around the cause of nonselfishness. But in the private sphere, you see it every day. Old people now have the time, the energy and, with the Internet, the tools to organize.

The elderly. They are our future.

Mr. Brooks has lifted a talk that a fictional Wall Street trusts & estates lawyer once made to a group of over-65′s living in Miami Beach, on Park Avenue and in Aspen, and twisted it into an argument that middle Americans should forego their retirement security on the off chance that a beneficent government would use the same tax revenues to help make life better for their children. How that would happen or through what, no doubt, private capital intermediary – like Goldman Sachs or the former employers of all those oldsters which have since sent their jobs to China – Mr. Brooks never says. He just delights in his own performance, like Winston Smith after a happy day at work at the Ministry of Truth.

In truth, Mr. Brooks’ prescription should be as comforting to America’s elderly as the soothing words spoken to Hansel and Gretel by that kind, if hungry, woman living in the gingerbread house.