Your Grandma and Grampa get to dodder about forever in their gold-plated, diamond encrusted walkers. You get to work until you drop and we sell you off as Soylent Green.
Remember, children–which I know is hard when you’re running around with green hair and rings through your nose, fornicating–we are ALL approaching retirement age. At the same . . . → Read More: BigCityLib Strikes Back: Diane Finley On OAS Changes: Kids, You’re Fucked