No matter how much older American are convinced that their views are not only
right but absolutely right, they are wrong. All the stereotypes about elder
calcified thinking, living in the past, nostalgia for ‘the good old days’, and
reverence for just about anything that has come before are true. We are
antiquated in our thinking, supernumerary in a youthful world, and of marginal
value to society.
Yes, we have the wisdom that comes from our long years. Yet those
valid insights about the ineluctability of human nature, the predictably
cyclical nature of history, and the inevitability of war, violence, and family
feuds usually come with a good dose of intemperance. It is not enough to see
the world as it has always been; and satisfaction only comes with a mean
spirit. Those who do not feel the weight of history but deny it, believe
instead in social progress, an end to conflict, and an eventual equitable
world are ignorant according to the old.
Wisdom becomes distorted. The value of historical insights and reflections
on long lives of endurance is lost in spite, resentment, and anger.
Not everyone older succumbs to this nasty view of modern life; but it is hard
to resist when society seems to be disassembling. It is not easy for anyone
raised in an era of traditional religion, patriotism, family, social
homogeneity, and Jeffersonian ideals of individualism and community to feel
comfortable in today’s culture . Radical feminism, gay rights, black power,
pluralism, and defiance of traditional public and private institutions are not
easy to take. As much as we try to understand, there seems something wrong when
Biblical authority is challenged; when the principles of democracy are distorted
by venal individualism; when identity is valued more than assimilation.
It is almost impossible to take in stride the progressive radicalism on
college campuses, the conditionalities that erode the nature of personal
responsibility, advancing secularism, or provocative displays of sexual pride.
Even those older Americans motivated by concerns for social justice and enlisted
in progressive causes cannot look admiringly at the changes occurring at what
seems to be a bewildering and unstoppable rate.
How can we, then, contribute productively in a workplace whose demographics
are far from ours, where the zeitgeist is one of positivism and
idealism, and where decisions are based on what could be rather than what has
been?
It is true that the insights of the old have some value. For example after
40 years working in the bush, a seasoned development economist can reasonably
predict tribal behavior, the corrosive nature of persistent nepotism and its
inevitable impact, the inevitability of individual enterprise and the equally
inevitable struggle to suppress it for political gain. Yet he cannot as
reasonably or easily envision innovative solutions. The irony of his
intelligence and historical insights is that they limit his creativity – i.e.
understanding the new era, new belief systems, and the new approaches derived
from both.
Which is why, for better or worse, old people need to get out of the way,
cede power and influence to the young and wish them well. The world changes,
but the old do not. While an elder employee has the advantage of historical
knowledge if not insight, a younger worker with the same intelligence and talent
for insight, and with a new version of curiosity and will; and with a
natural flexibility and energy that his older colleague has lost, has every
right to take the reins.
The world of politics is no different. Why should we be entrusting the
country to septuagenarians? They are sure to be as fossilized as the rest of
us, unable to imagine the future because of the trappings of the past and
obliged because of upbringing, education, and old-fashioned worldview to look at
problems in old-fashioned, predictable, and necessarily inappropriate ways.
There is a limit to intelligence. No one denies that of Hillary Clinton or
Donald Trump who never would have risen to power and influence without natural
intellectual ability, logical discipline, and intellectual rigor. Yet pure
brain power is not enough. It is no accident that the greatest scientific and
mathematical discoveries were made by young men.
Niels Bohr, Planck, Newton, and Galileo would have been stuck in their ways
like everyone else had they lived longer. Einstein remained remarkably fertile
until his death at 76, but he was as trapped in the thinking he did in his
twenties and thirties as anyone, and he was not surprisingly unable to conclude
a Unified Field Theory.
In some fields like literature and art, the best works are produced when
artists have achieved a certain maturity; but artistic production is as much a
progressive development of technique and application than pure, original
insight. The first works of Eugene O’Neill are immature grand guignol,
but Long Day’s Journey Into Night and later plays relying on historical
insight and a keen, long observation of human behavior are brilliant.
In those fields which require instant insight, innovative risk-taking, and an
almost visionary look at future possibilities, discoveries are made by the
young. Once again it is no accident that Silicon Valley is run by young’uns.
It is also true that young politicians can be inept, ignorant, and
unacceptable for high office. Youth does not automatically confer genius. Yet
it is still surprising that two seventy-year olds are running for the American
presidency. Why can’t our youthful nation produce any young, smart, determined,
creative candidate? Youth and intelligence would be enough; because smart young
people are quick studies who can survey the landscape, absorb volumes of
information, and come to reasonable and appropriate conclusions.
There is one last, compelling reason for the old to turn over the reins to
the young – pessimism. For most older people it is very hard to maintain
enthusiasm, social commitment, and idealism after a certain age. Anyone who has
been paying attention has to conclude that individual enterprise is temporal,
insignificant, and quickly forgotten. At best the old are thinking of eternity
and not how to improve the world they will never see. Those lucky enough to
have been born with congenital curiosity and intellectual energy never seem to
wear out, and continue to learn; but in their heart of hearts they know that
learning is a pastime, an exercise to fill the interstices of a shortening life.
Even the most energetic politician – and Trump and Hillary are more energetic
than most – will have trouble keeping the black dog away. No such concerns
should bedevil a President. It is better to put up with youthful blunders than
to suffer under a regime of age-related ignorance at best, and depression at
worst.
So, advice to my generation – Get out of the way! Everyone will be
better off for it. Our time is for reflection, family, and leisure. Eventually
even those of us with a Type A retirement – teaching, writing, classes, Kant,
and political engagement – will eventually slow down and face the music. “We
all die alone”, said Ivan Ilyich in Tolstoy’s short story of the same name; and
sooner or later we need to come to grips with that unpleasant fact.
Sunday, September 4, 2016
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