they are going; and with the amounts they throw around, in 2040, the Government will likely just barely service the debt which will be taken on. My daughter and son-in-law will be trying to remember what Social Security was all about. My grandchildren will be wondering how I, and the rest of my generation, could have been so misguided by charismatic leaders (by the way, I did not vote for him). They'll be living off the land on the old Family farm. I, meanwhile, will have been propped against a sand dune, with a Guiness and Turkey Leg, and will be waiting for the crabs and vultures to finish off what the Government had not redistributed. Some firghtening thoughts among the humor.