It seems that my favorite target for criticism in this blog is the AARP. To review, I had resisted joining because even though my driver’s license says that chronologically I’m old enough, mentally I’m not there yet. In fact, I’m a long ways off. But when they made me an offer I couldn’t refuse — on their fourth of fifth try — I succumbed to the prospect of receiving the discounted product and services they promised.
Still, I dreaded receiving their magazine and newsletter. (As I recall, there are three versions of their magazine slanted towards different age demographics: 50 to 60, 60 to 70, and 70 plus.) My first copy arrived last week and it was worse than I feared. Eight of the ten articles promoted on the front cover focused on the negative: essentially medical issues and money — or the lack there of. Gee, talk about depressing. There’s too much life ahead of me to focus on the negative or fixate about its end. I don’t want to submit to negative thinking, which I why I don’t read or watch the news and seldom listen to the news.
By the way, of the two articles that where not negative, one was an interesting account about Dolly Parton and the other was a fluff piece “interviewing” a dog show champion. So, after thumbing through it, I was unimpressed and I tossed it aside.
A few days later, their newsletter arrived. Its content had a similar percentage of negative dribble — only more depressing. It joined its partner in the trash.
I’m not planning to read any of the subsequent issues — maybe when I’m older.