I have an obvious weakness as a news reporter.
I love writing about interesting awful things that could possibly happen in some fascinating, theoretical future, but I hate writing about actual bad news, especially if it could be seen as embarrassing to people who were probably nice and probably were doing their best.
I know I often work very hard to mess things up royally, so I have nothing but love in my heart for, for example, the poor people who have set up Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act (PPACA) programs that haven’t worked all that well.
So, it’s great to be writing about long-term care insurance (LTCI) and long-term care (LTC) planning now, when U.S. LTC support programs seem to be working reasonably well. Sort of. If you don’t count all of the stress and financial strain.
But it’s frightening to think about what it might be like to cover this same beat 20 years from now: when, instead of ignoring strong, healthy-looking panhandlers on the sidewalk in front of my office, and comforting myself with the thought that they’re probably well-paid undercover cops, I’ll be ignoring 90-something panhandlers who clearly need to be somewhere other than a sidewalk.
On the other hand, in spite of how foolish we can all be, and how many chances there are for us to go wrong, things often go right.
One case in point is the Ebola virus.