NY Times Op-Ed Columnist Maureen Dowd: "Baby boomers' almost comic fear of aging reminds me of that silent movie scene in which Harold Lloyd hangs precariously from the hand of a giant clock, literally pulling time from its moorings.
Despite the boomers' zealous attempts to stop time - with fitness and anti-aging products, with cosmetic enhancements by needle, laser and knife - time has caught up.
The deaths of iconic figures and the noisy debate over assisted suicide have brought boomers face to face with their nemesis. 'Suddenly,' The New Republic observed, 'we are all speculating about the feeding tubes in our future.' Boomers want to control mortality so they're looking at living wills, and legal and medical options.
I've visited the future, and it isn't pretty.
My mom fell and fractured her neck one night a couple of winters ago. She was sent to a nursing home to recuperate. It was the third circle of gloom. Residents sat around, zombie-like, or slowly maneuvered in wheelchairs or with walkers. I suddenly understood why all of my mom's friends who had gone into nursing homes had become listless and died soon after. The facility was depressing, with bad food and impersonal attendants who seemed inured to their surroundings.
It seemed like the sort of place people checked into but not out of. My mom's hazel eyes were filled with dread, so I bought a sleeping bag at the nearest R.E.I. and slept on the floor beside her bed for four weeks."