April 30, 2011

USA: Who has it better -- Prince William or George Clooney?

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NEW YORK / Psychology Today / April 30, 2011

Saints and Scoundrels
A moral romp through the triumphs and travails of prominent Westerners.

Aging Gracefully
Who has it better -- Prince William or George Clooney?
by John Portmann, Ph. D

For all the world to see, Prince William bowed his balding head yesterday and wed Kate Middleton.

How quickly William has grown up, now a man looking quite a bit older than his twenty-eight years. And how quickly William's father Charles has wizened. Life dashes by us, rich and cashless alike.

What must William think, now that the world has already moved on to new stories showcasing youth and glamour?

His honeymoon will be over before he knows it, his first child will walk beside him while yesterday's ceremony still seems like yesterday, and he will be even balder

Photograph published October 29, 2010 Wattie Cheung /   Daily Mail

Some might applaud William for the apparent decision to forego Propecia and Rogaine, two drugs widely used by men to stave off hair loss. For whatever reason, William seems to be allowing nature to take its course. Meanwhile, countless thousands of Westerners are fighting aging like Libyan rebels grimly determined to overthrow Qaddafi. Pondering what illusions and strength we lose from decade to decade can make us feel as though someone signed us up for death on the installment plan.

We will likely never know whether William will avail himself of Viagra, should his sexual performance start to decline in another decade or so. We may never find out whether he even cares that his once fetching looks have gone. We do know, though, that his mother struggled with aging. Books and articles and biopics made her steely resolve to remain desirable familiar to us. Her commitment to vitality made her seem more human to us, and we liked her more for the struggle. Before she could move out of middle age, she died, effectively stopping the clock. We will always remember her as youngish.

What can the rest of us learn from Prince William, the young-old man? Whether we are his age or already in the midst of middle age, we can all benefit from a few tips:

1) Everything has its season: learn it! On each birthday, we move past an age we will never revisit. It is gone, for better or for worse. The same for decades. Learn to make the most of what you have when you have it - a full head of hair, a high metabolism, a debt-free credit card, fluency in French, knowledge of what women want, or who we really are (it can take an awfully long time to figure it out).

2) Strive for something: a neater garden or a lower bowling score or qualifying for a marathon or achieving financial freedom. Set goals and attain them. The point is to remain independent and productive as long as possible. Aging gracefully can itself be a goal.

3) Maintain friendships, as a well as a sense of belonging in a community. Even when physical health may decline -or when a disability may set in- mental health can keep a smile on the face. The Internet has greatly facilitated friendships; it used to be that proximity largely determined who our friends would be. Cell phones and email make it easier than ever to maintain distant friendships. Avoid the temptation in this age of wellness to link physical and mental health too closely.

4) Exercise regularly. You knew that advice was coming because physiologists, psychiatrists, and strangers sitting beside us on the plane swear by it. The consensus should convince you.

5) Hope. Don't stop believing that people and things can get better. Try to avoid being cynical, the failure to give people their due, the inclination to think less of people. Should you find yourself bothered by mistakes in your own past, reinvent yourself. Go somewhere new --if only an Internet community-and become the person you always wanted to be.

Remember as well that the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. Probably all of us want what we don't have. If we were to become a confidant of William, he might well reveal that he envies George Clooney. For obvious reasons, any man might assume Clooney has it made. For a less obvious reason, putting Clooney up on a pedestal makes good sense. An older role model can help us visualize how we aspire to age, while assuring us that the best is yet to come.

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USA: Arnold Schwarzenegger's new director says he couldn't imagine a better fit for a drama

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LOS ANGELES / The Los Angeles Times / Entertainment / April 30, 2011

24 Frames
Movies: Past, Present and Future

Arnold Schwarznegger in "Commando." Credit: 20th Century Fox

At 63, Arnold Schwarzenegger plans on returning to the screen with "Cry Macho," a drama about an aging horse trainer who, in a fit of desperation, kidnaps his former boss' son.

In three decades of acting, the actor has never before taken on a dramatic role. But "Macho" director Brad Furman ("The Lincoln Lawyer"), who recently ushered Matthew McConaughey back to dramatic turf, says that his meetings with Schwarzenegger have convinced him of how well the former governor could pull it off.

"We all have this perception of a certain kind of person and actor," Furman said. "He's Terminator, he's Commando. He ran for governor. But in person he's so gracious and humble. His humanity is unmatched."

The movie tells of a man and a boy who are each lost in their own way (the boy, the product of divorce, isn't wanted back by the ex-wife from whom Schwarzenegger's character has kidnapped him). "This is a human interest story about people who rediscover themselves," Furman said.

"Cry Macho" has a long history. It had been developed by producer Al Ruddy with Clint Eastwood to direct and Schwarzenegger in the lead back in 2003, before the action star went into politics. (Ruddy and Eastwood went on to collaborate on "Million Dollar Baby.") In that sense, at least, Schwarzenegger is going back not only to an action vehicle he once dominated like "The Termintor" but to projects left unfinished when he left for Sacramento.

Furman's film has a beating-the-odds theme, something Furman said Schwarzenegger could draw from his own life. "He was Mr. Olympia. Who thought he's going to be a movie star, or that he could be governor?" Furman said.

Although the "Cry Macho" filmmaker says that "when we first meet [the protagonist] he's a broken man," the director resists the inevitable comparisons to Mickey Rourke vehicle "The Wrestler," in which another middle-aged actor redeemed himself (on-screen and off-screen) "It's about more of an accidental journey [about how] In life you pick one path and it leads you to a different place," Furman said.

In addition to his iconic action roles, Schwarznegger has of course used hs large frame and occasionally stiff bearing for comedic effect, but rarely for something more subtle or dramatic.

But Furman, never one for holding back, has strong words for anyone who questions the former governor's ability to pull off the part. "Arnold's been doing this his whole life," he said. "Do you really think he can't do this? Who are you kidding?"

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--Steven Zeitchik
Copyright 2011 Los Angeles Times

USA: Small changes enough to keep aging seniors in homes

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OKLAHOMA CITY, Oklahoma / NewsOK.com / April 30, 2011

By Diane Stafford

KANSAS CITY, Mo. — Replace doorknobs with levers. Widen door frames. Install a ramp over the front stoop. And maybe add a few electronic monitoring gizmos.

Those are solutions that help the elderly — especially those with physical challenges — stay in their longtime homes.

Shirley Saathoff uses a small panic-button pendant and two-way communication system for her home. McClatchy-Tribune Photo

“Aging in place” is what the lion’s share of older Americans want. But in single-family houses, that can be hard to do.

So some aging residents move into a widening array of senior housing projects.

Others are getting by with something as simple as a new toilet — just a few inches higher — and some grab bars in the bathroom. That’s what it took to make it easier and safer for one elderly man to use his bathroom again.

“Sometimes I want to cry when I see how some older people are struggling,” said Clay McQuerry, a certified aging-in-place specialist at Missouri nonprofit Rebuilding Together Clay County, who visited the man.

Whether it’s remodeling a room or signing up for a panic button to press after falling, a growing and ever-more-advanced array of “universal design” and “assistive technology” features are available for aging homeowners.

Skyrocketing demand

Demand will skyrocket as the over-65 population booms. Futurists say elderly or infirm people living in their own homes may even have monitoring equipment that, using artificial intelligence, won’t just respond to but will help predict when emergencies might occur.

“There are so many little things we can do, so many new assistive devices that are being created to help people stay in their homes,” McQuerry said. “We just have to know about them.”

For now, fancy technology takes a back seat to remodeling and some basic call devices.

Shirley Saathoff, for example, got a small panic-button pendant and two-way communication system for her tidy Lee’s Summit, Mo., home.

“It’s a godsend, Honey,” said the 72-year-old woman of the device, which provides 24-hour monitoring. “I’ve fallen five times, and there was no one around to tell I’d fallen.”

A barrier-free shower like this one can help seniors live in their homes longer. The shower features easy entry, shower seat and an adjustable shower head.
McClatchy-Tribune Photo

Frankie Cline, 87, got new front steps and a railing at her front door, replacing a single, very tall step. She used to have to hold onto a chair on the step to get up it, but twice the chair slipped, and she fell.

“I feel like I’m living again,” Cline said. “And my friends — they’re getting old, too — can visit again. Before, they couldn’t get in my house, either.”

Saathoff entered the world of assistive technology after spending hours on the floor, her body twisted awkwardly, unable to reach her telephone just a yard away.

Yet she remains adamant: “I don’t want to go to a nursing home. I love my home.”

But like most aging Americans, she can’t stay in her familiar, private surroundings without help.

Once a baker who spent hours on her feet, Saathoff now can barely get into her tiny kitchen. Her walker, which she needs to move around, doesn’t fit. So, slowly and unsteadily, she parks the walker and leans heavily on a chair, then the counter to spend a few minutes preparing a meal.

Panic button

Saathoff pays $34.95 a month to lease the panic button service, which includes a two-way communication unit smaller than a cereal box. It sits next to her phone on a small table in her living room.

Her Home for Life Solutions equipment, monitored 24/7 through a call center managed by John Knox Village, is sensitive enough to pick up her voice from anywhere in her one-bedroom apartment if it’s activated by a push of her pendant button.

“I push it, and they call me through the box,” Saathoff said. “I answer and they hear that I’m OK, or I don’t answer and they send the paramedics.”

McClatchy-Tribune Information Services

© 2010 Produced by NewsOK.com

USA: A 100 years young skier still hitting the slopes

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GRAND JUNCTION, Colorado / The Republic /  April 30, 2011

By Dennis Webb, The Daily Sentinel

Don't be surprised to see century-old Julian Vogt riding around his Glenwood Springs neighborhood on his bicycle this summer. Vogt, who turned 100 on April 20, professes to still get out cycling "a little, not a lot." "I feel more at ease on Rollerblades," he said.

But that's just in the summertime. In the winter, Vogt can be found not just skiing but snowboarding at Sunlight Mountain Resort, sticking these days to easier runs. He's even been known to cruise down Sunlight's 2-mile-long Ute run while yodeling or singing Austrian folk songs.

"If I'm feeling just right, I've done that a few times," Vogt said.

Once Sunlight closes for the season, Vogt has no interest in heading to the Aspen area to get in more time on the slopes.

"Sunlight's just 20 minutes from my home, and that's all the sitting I care to do," he said.

"He's one of a kind, that's for sure," said Carl Vogt, one of Julian Vogt's two sons.

Julian Vogt's birthday activities included his daily visit to his 91-year-old wife, Anne, at the Grace Healthcare of Glenwood Springs nursing home, where she's been since 2006 because of a stroke. AP Photo courtesy of Todd Patrick

Vogt's wife is Swiss. The two met in Europe after World War II.

"I consider myself half-Swiss. My better half, at least," Vogt said.

He just as well might claim to be a citizen of the world. Born and raised in California, he first worked seasonally at several national parks, but eventually followed his yearning to see other countries. He started with Argentina and Paraguay, then worked in Russia for the United Nations. He worked for the State Department in countries including Spain and what was then West Germany.

The Vogts traveled widely but never considered themselves tourists, instead immersing themselves in cultures and learning new languages.

"When people asked if we liked to travel, I said, 'No, we don't like to travel, we like to live in different places,'" he said.

After they retired to Glenwood Springs, Vogt served for about 10 years on the Ski Patrol at Sunlight and taught skiing for some 15 years.

Carl Vogt said longevity is in his father's genes; several siblings have reached a similar age. But Julian Vogt said he also eats right and keeps fit with other activities such as yard work around his home and swimming in the Glenwood Hot Springs.

He said he sees older snowboarders on the mountain. But by that he means mostly ones in their 60s and 70s. He thinks today's young shredders have the potential to have many decades of snowboarding ahead of them.

"Why, they'll be able to do a certain amount of fancy riding even into their 80s and 90s if they take care of their general health," he said.

Copyright ©2011 The Republic

INDIA: The Extraordinary Story of Jyotsna Bewa

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CAMBRIDGE, Maryland / TwoCircles.net / Indian Muslim / Women / April 30, 2011

Extraordinary Stories of Ordinary Women

Meet Jyotsna Bewa of West Garo Hills, Meghalaya

By Anjuman Ara Begum, TwoCircles.net

Jyotsna Bewa, 48 years old, was the principal care-taker of the Dargah Sharif of Hazrat Shah Kamal Baba, popularly known as Pirsthan situated in Mahendraganj, West Garo Hills, Meghalaya.

She became the only female de-facto care-taker of the Pirsthan in 1998 and continued in the post till 2005, when the management of the Pirsthan was handed over to the Waqf Board of Meghalaya.

She challenged this and as a result a civil suit is pending for disposal in the Supreme Court of India [Appeal No. Review Petition No 13 (SH) of 2008 in writ appeal no. 34(SH) of 2008].
Please tell us about your family.I was born in Mahendraganj. My father was late Babar Ali Sheikh and mother late Azifan Begum. I have two children. My son Ali Khandakar is 17 years old and my daughter TahminaKhandakar is 18 years old. My husband Lutfar Rehman Khandakar expired 13 years ago.

At what age did you get married?
My first marriage was at the age of 11. At that time I didn’t understand what marriage was. I used to spend most of my time playing with toys and then one day I got married. I was shocked as I had to migrate to another house, the house of my husband. I wore saree for the first time on the day of marriage. My husband was tall and healthy and I screamed of fear when I saw him for the first time. It was also very shocking for me to see a man in close proximity. I used to cry all the day. So my parents brought me back and kept me for a few days riding in a cart. I hardly knew my responsibilities in my in-laws’ house. Finally my in-laws realized that they made a mistake and after six months they rushed me back to my parents’ house. I liked coming back home.

When was your second marriage?
I got married again after 5 years at the age of 17 and this time the man I married was 75 years old. And after three years I gave birth to a son, Murad Ali Khandakar. The marriage was fixed by a match maker. My brother extracted information about him and found that he already had three wives. Both my mother and brother objected to this proposal but the match maker could persuade my father somehow and he promised to give my hand to him. Due to objections from my brothers, my father arranged the marriage in a neighbour’s house. I didn’t give my consent on the marriage ceremony. Then a relative put a big knife on my neck, and I gave my consent and married him.

Why did a man of 75 years want to marry you?He wanted a son as none of his three wives could give birth to a son.

How was your new life after getting married to a man as old as that?I was the youngest of the four wives of my husband. My step-daughters were older to me. Somehow I managed to be a member of the family with sweetness and bitterness. I accepted everything as a woman belongs to one who holds her. Everyone was happy when I gave birth to a son after three years. My son was the first male child in the family. But happiness didn’t last long. My son died at the age of 7 due to a sudden fever. I was very sad. But then I gave birth to a daughter and a son in the next two consecutive years. When my son was two and half years old, I became a widow at the age of about 34 years. My husband died of old age as he was 103 years. It was in 1998.

Jyotsna Bewa

How did you become the care-taker of the Pirsthan?My husband was the principal care-taker of the Pirsthan and the main income source for the family. When he died, myself, on behalf of my young son, became the care-taker of the Pirsthan. People criticized and opposed me as care-taker as I was a woman. I argued that I was just representing my son. I was not the real care-taker. By that time the Pirsthan was also declared to be under the Waqf Board. I filed a case in the lower court and then appealed to the High Court. The suit lasted for 5 years. Then the case went to the Supreme Court. The verdict in the High Court was in my favour. As a widow and being completely illiterate, I was totally at a loss. My advocate Debasish Nandi from Tura encouraged and helped me a lot. It was a big fight for me to go out of the house and deal with a court case like this. I sold my ornaments and got some money as compensation for border fencing and transfer of Jatadari lands.

How do you sustain yourself in the absence of the main earning member of the family?I am a widow and I face lots of problems. I have two bighas of agricultural land that gives me rice for the year. I work as a local healer and provide tabeez to the people and earn a meagre amount that can be called livelihood. All my savings have been spent on the litigation and I have some loan as well. Both my children are in school and I have to bear the expenses for their education. Life is very hard.

What keeps your life going?Hope. I am hopeful that I will overcome the struggles in life and good days will knock my door soon. I feel that girls should not get married so early like me. They should get education first, then a secured livelihood and only then should come marriage.

Copyright © 2011 TwoCircles.net

JAPAN: The case of the ¥300,000 blanket

TOKYO / The Japan Times / Life in Japan / April 30, 2011

JAPAN LITE
By Amy Chavez

My husband is taking me to court

I guess I should have seen it coming. There had been problems all along, but I ignored them. And recently, with the late arrival of spring, we have all been forced to deal with the cold weather a week or two longer than normal. Especially after cherry blossom season, this seems unexpectedly cruel. I blame the weather.

Last week I woke up in the middle of the night to my husband sleeping huddled in the fetal position near the edge of the bed. His body was exposed and shivering. So I gathered up the blanket and threw it over him, then snuggled into his back and fell asleep. In the morning, when I woke up, he was gone.

With the whole bed to myself, I stretched out and while doing so, got a whiff of fresh coffee being brewed downstairs. Ah, my wonderful husband!

But when I went downstairs, he was not happy. "That's it," he said. "I've had it!"

Had what? I said, bewildered. Before I could get an answer out of him, he was running away from the house with his pajamas still on. He didn't come back. He didn't call.

A few days later, a summons arrived in the mail. My God, he's pressing charges. He is accusing me of being . . . a blanket thief!

At the trial, he presented evidence: Large, digital photos of our closet with blankets piled high, in a full PowerPoint presentation. Wool blankets, synthetic blankets, red blankets, flower-print blankets, Nishikawa brand blankets. "All of these she has stolen from me" he said accusingly. "Several times over, often in the same night!" He used a laser pointer to tick off each blanket.

"As soon as one blanket disappears to her side of the bed, I go to the closet to get another and within 30 minutes, the new one is on her side of the bed too. Bloody cold it is sleeping all winter with no blanket," he said, pointing to his fingers that showed evidence of frost bite.

Judge: Does the defendant have something to say?

"Do you realize, Your Honor, how hard it is to get blankets in Japan to fit a double bed? Blanket sizes were originally made to fit futons, which are a different size: small. They are making more and more blanket sizes these days, but since we have so many old blankets, it seems a waste to go out and buy more. Especially when they do just as good a job of keeping me warm."

"I wasn't really sure who was pilfering the blankets at first," my husband said. "She drinks my beer, eats my chocolate, and occasionally takes something from my dinner plate, but it's not like her to steal something not edible.

"We tried changing sides of the bed, thinking there was a tilt, allowing the blanket to inch its way over to her side. But there was no change, so now I am convinced that it has been her all along," he said, sniffling from the onset of what is probably pneumonia.

"Your Honor," I said, "imagine a room that gets hot at night. Since I have no recollection of this so-called blanket stealing, isn't it possible that he tosses off the blankets in the middle of the night and that they land on me?"

"Another factor," my husband started, "is that she sleeps with several animals, which take over my side of the bed and the blanket. There is a cat, who sleeps completely stretched out and who purrs so loud that I can hardly sleep. There are also several stuffed cows."

"Suffed animals?" said the judge?

"Cows, Your Honor. Large stuffed ones."

(Judge snickers)

"The animals are really just a mitigating circumstance, Your Honor," I said.

"I'd like to bring to your attention to this blanket," my husband continues. He points the laser at the Nishikawa blanket. "This blanket was a gift. It is a very well-known brand, bought from a famous department store and is worth ¥300,000. Although half of the blanket could be considered hers, she has still stolen ¥150,000 worth of blanket."

Judge: ¥150,000 qualifies as grand theft.

"But I didn't know the blanket was so expensive, Your Honor. Surely, only in Japan can one find ¥300,000 blankets!" I could see this bloody blanket putting me in jail for years to come. But there was nothing I could do.

In the end I pleaded guilty. I was charged with three counts of keeping farm animals in the bedroom and five counts of leaving someone out in the cold. In lieu of going to jail for grand theft, I was able to plea bargain and instead was ordered to serve my husband breakfast in bed for 100 days.

When I woke up this morning, I could smell fresh coffee being brewed downstairs. I brushed the cat and cows aside and ran downstairs as fast as I could. "Stop! That's my duty!" I said.

My husband looked at me quizzically and asked, "Have you been dreaming again?"

(C) The Japan Times

Amy Chavez authors Japan Lite, a weekly humor column appearing in The Japan Times, Japan's largest English daily.

CHINA: Looking forward to age of the ‘silvertown’

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SHANGHAI, China / The Financial Times / Asia-Pacific / April 29, 2011

By Patti Waldmeir in Shanghai

Fang Lianshan hunches over a plate of stir-fried beef and a plastic rice bowl in one of the Shanghai government’s new community centres for elderly people.

The 78-year-old reflects on why he prefers not to live with his 41-year-old only son. “There is a generation gap ... t is better to give each other some space.”

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Previously, the Chinese had no choice but to live together because of the shortage of housing, but Mr Fang says people are now influenced by western thinking.

“Most of my friends live alone. They are not happy to live with their children,” says Mr Fang, who lives in his own flat.

A combination of economic growth, the one-child policy and recent property boom has formed a bulge in the number of pensioners in China, with the country’s single children preparing to care for as many as six parents and grandparents per person.

China published census results on Thursday, which showed the number of people over the age of 60 rose by about 48m, reaching 13.3 per cent of the population. Ten years ago, they accounted for slightly more than a 10th of the population. China’s total population is now 1.339bn – up 5.84 per cent from the last decade.

A fifth of Shanghai’s population is already over 60. That figure is forecast to rise to 29 per cent by 2030.

People such as Mr Fang are at the vanguard of a landmark shift in attitudes toward filial piety and life beyond work – changes that are fuelling rapid growth in the business of old age in China. Property developers, insurance companies, foreign and domestic investors are poised to invest tens of billions of renminbi in only one slice of the caring business: housing people in private retirement complexes known as “silvertowns”.

With only 1.3 per cent of elderly people currently living in government retirement homes, demand for private accommodation for pensioners – from assisted living communities for the ambulatory to nursing homes for the debilitated – has risen sharply.

As government restrictions begin to squeeze property developers – and the property boom fuels the personal wealth of old people in big cities, who obtained flats when long-term urban housing was privatised in the 1990s – conditions are ripe for an investment boom, analysts say.

Cultural change is a big part of it: China’s much-vaunted tradition of filial piety has long decreed that elderly parents should never live alone; but recently it has been eroded to the point at which more than half of old people – and a far higher proportion in big cities – already live apart from their children. Erosion of such tradition is so serious that Beijing recently introduced a law to compel adult children to visit their elderly parents.

Still more surprisingly, many old people welcome the change: according to a study by Ogilvy, 26 per cent of those surveyed said they would agree to live in a retirement home.

Until now, people who preferred living in a retirement community had few options.

“The silver industry is still in its infancy,” says
Yoko Marikawa, who runs a speciality business consultancy on retirement complexes, and coined the term “silvertowns”.

Photograph by courtesy of Reuters

She says investors have previously shied away from the industry for cultural reasons: “People think oriental culture is very different from western culture . . . investors think that is a disadvantage.”

Now, that is changing, says Xi Zhiyong, chairman of Cherish Yearn, which owns Shanghai’s largest private old age community: “Social change means there is a big profit space in the market for ‘eldercare’ services.”

Cherish Yearn is relatively expensive – but it offers perks such as a sports club, hospital and personal assistants to arrange the social life, health, shopping and entertainment of residents, and Mr Xi says 85 per cent of places have been sold.

Mr Zhiyong Xi,  Chairman, Cherish-Yearn Co Ltd, China
 
He complains however that – although the government encourages private investment – a policy vacuum in regard to issues such as standards of hardware and service make investing risky. He nevertheless intends to open more Cherish Yearns. “The richest people in China are the elderly,” he says.

Additional reporting by Shirley Chen

Copyright The Financial Times Limited 2011.

April 29, 2011

USA: "As people age they begin to appreciate the “little” things in life"

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PORTLAND, Maine / The Elder Storytelling Place / Time Goes By / April 29, 2011

Upon Reaching 60

By Mickey Rogers of  This, That and the Other

I can no longer rationalize the fact that I’m old. The President of the United States, my doctor, my accountant and even my favorite football coach are all younger than I am.

Perhaps I’m not “as old as dirt” as my son likes to say, but I’m a senior citizen nevertheless. Maybe 40 is the new 30 and maybe even 50 is the new 40, but 60 is 60 any way you look at it.

I like to brag that I can still do the same manual labor today that I did when I was 20. This is not an exaggeration. For example, even at this advanced age, I can still mow the hills and valleys of our property with a small push mower.

A few years ago, an ex-baseball player, pitching in an exhibition game, claimed that he was throwing the ball as hard as he ever did; it just took the ball longer to get to the plate. Likewise, I'm pushing that mower just as hard as ever, but now I need about two extra hours to finish the job and afterward, I hurt in places on my body that I hadn’t even known existed.

There’s still a little boy living inside me but the poor lad must be shocked whenever he glances into a mirror. Like it or not, I’m looking more and more like my father - not the extremely handsome young man but the old, wrinkled grandfatherly version.

By age 60, our priorities have changed. After all these years I can still remember the batting order of the 1962 New York Yankees. The fact that I cannot list the 2011 Yankees’ lineup is not so much senility as a change in focus. As a kid, sports were among the most important events in my life. Today they rank somewhere around number 200, just behind a good nap.

As people age they begin to appreciate the “little” things in life such as a beautiful sunset, fragrant flowers or a songbird‘s melody. The younger folks have little time for such subtle delights; they’re too busy getting educated, climbing the corporate ladder, finding a mate and rearing a family.

One advantage to getting old is that most of us learn to appreciate and accept ourselves, warts and all. Maybe I no longer look like Burt Reynolds but these days, neither does he.

A couple weeks ago, an elderly lady said I was a ringer for Cary Grant. After a few seconds of contemplation she added, “Of course, he’s been dead for several years.“ I think she was implying that I look like Cary Grant‘s corpse! Talk about faint praise!

Oh well. At this point in life, for better or for worse, a smart move is to follow the teachings of that great philosopher, Popeye the sailor: “I am what I am.”

This is the time in life when a hot bowl of soup trumps a hot date and when the idea of a fun night is an extra hour of sleep. Surprisingly, The Lawrence Welk Show is now a viable alternative to rock and roll. Indeed, at this age many of us have expanded our musical appreciation beyond the songs of our youth.

It’s sad, in a way, to see rockers in their 60s and 70s still performing songs that address the problems and concerns of teenyboppers. Today, if they wish to relate to their own generation, the Rolling Stones, when singing they are getting “no satisfaction,” should be referring to their lack of success with a denture cream or a prescription for constipation.

Other things have changed, too. The other day my wife, who was upstairs, called out to me, “Dear, if you run upstairs we can make whoopee.”

“Sweetheart,” I replied, “at my age I can either run up the steps or make whoopee but not both. Which do you prefer?”

© 2011 Ronni Bennett.

USA: The Last Place She Expected to Be

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NEW YORK / The New York Times / Health / April 29, 2011






By JANE GROSS


“I’m beginning to feel more and more like I’m in the wrong place,” my mother said.

As was so often the case, she was the first to note this out loud, although my brother Michael and I knew it and were alternately pretending otherwise and making random stabs at solving the problem. In consultation with an elder care lawyer, my brother tried to make sense of New York State Department of Health regulations involving assisted living, “enriched” housing and adult care homes. Which was my mother actually in? We didn’t have a clue.

And why were they prohibiting us from hiring private-duty help for her or from even providing her with a wheelchair so she could get to meals and to the bathroom without falling?  Getty Images


Unbeknownst to us, we had chosen for my mother an assisted living facility licensed to provide extra care in only one way: We could sign a new lease for “enriched” housing, at monthly prices ranging from $150 to $1,150 on top of her current rent. This would buy her up to 10 hours a week of personal care, although she could never receive more than four consecutive hours.
Otherwise she was on her own or one of us had to be with her. Anyone needing more attention than that was expected to move to the on-campus nursing home. That place made me shudder and eventually prompted an epiphany on elder care.


When shopping for an independent living, assisted living or continuing care retirement community, focus on the nursing home that is either affiliated with or part of the facility. If you can’t imagine your mother or father winding up there, look elsewhere. This requires that you imagine the worst-case scenario, which nobody wants to do. But only by doing that can you be sure your parent will be spared moving to a completely new setting every time her condition deteriorates.

“Aging in place” is the mantra of elder care, ideally at home or in one facility that will serve your needs forever. It rarely happens. Things change. In the trade, moves are known to cause “relocation trauma,” physically and emotionally, for the frail elderly person, already sick and scared, and for the adult children, who must orchestrate everything.

As my mother deteriorated in her assisted living facility, I got her three hours a week of personal care. It wasn’t nearly enough. Many nights she couldn’t make it to the dining room on her walker. But getting her the wheelchair she needed would put her on the fast track to the unthinkable nursing home there.

Was there a chair we could borrow on difficult days, I asked? The facility had two, I was told. One had to be kept in the office for emergencies, and the other could be borrowed by signing up for it during regular business hours, a day in advance. So I would have to know by 5 p.m. Tuesday, say, that my mother was going to need the chair to get to dinner on Wednesday. Or maybe Wednesday’s dizzy spell counted as an emergency? But no. The emergency chair had to stay in its place. It all had a “Catch-22” quality.

I didn’t sign up for more hours of help because I was worried about money. The idea of going broke haunted me. At night, when I couldn’t sleep, I calculated when she would run out of money, then calculated when my brother and I would run out of money if we had to pay all the bills.

Consumed by worry, I felt work was the one safe place — but only so long as I wasn’t at my desk, where the phone rang incessantly. My sturdy, independent mother was now in perpetual meltdown. She was petrified, losing control of everything all at once, humiliated, enraged. The mood swings from sweet-and-grateful mom to it’s-all-your-fault mom destabilized me as nothing ever had before. I had reached a point of desperation. I needed help.

I had no right to expect someone to fix in short order a situation that had been deteriorating for months. But one day, in a conference room at a geriatric care management agency, that is essentially what I asked. At the table were one of the owners and a social work supervisor. I told them our story, of choosing an assisted living facility that could neither fill my mother’s needs nor let me hire someone to fill them. I told them I was coming unglued.

The two professionals agreed that the most important task was to find an appropriate facility. First, however, they’d broker a deal for her to get the help she needed in her current situation: they’d instruct her assisted living facility that safety laws, and my mother’s changed status, required 24-hour care and a wheelchair until we could find a suitable new home. Michael and I would go look at a highly regarded nursing home and an assisted living facility that accepted residents with live-in aides and wheelchairs.

They explained the pros and cons, financial and otherwise, of a nursing home versus an assisted living apartment with 24/7 help. They seemed to be leaning toward a nursing home because there, should my mother run out of money, as she likely would, her care would be paid for by Medicaid. In an assisted living facility, someone who can’t pay her own way must leave.

Things moved quickly now, but without that heady, anything-is-possible rush I remembered from the weeks surrounding my mother’s return to New York from Florida. Nine months had chastened all three of us.

I wouldn’t say we were smarter, only that we knew how much we didn’t know. Also, we were well on the way to changing our definition of success. My mother was never again going to have the life she had in Florida. She was never again going to be self-sufficient, independent of her children’s interference, and we were never again, until her death, going to be free of the responsibility for her well-being. Three people who were family more in name than in fact, not estranged but certainly distant from each other’s day-to-day lives, were now working in harness, our goal a safe harbor in which my mother might live out her dwindling days.

Michael and I went to see the Hebrew Home for the Aged, on the banks of the Hudson River in Riverdale, N.Y. We intended to look at a small assisted living building on the main campus, even now clinging to the reluctance of adult children to “put away” their parents. But it was already inadequate to her needs.

Instead we toured the skilled nursing floors, each with 48 residents, two R.N.’s and six certified nurse aides. The admissions director, unbidden, said the ratio of aides to residents was “never enough.” Her honesty was appealing.

Our next stop was another assisted living facility, also in Riverdale, run by a corporate up-and-comer in the field. This was one of their newer properties, less than half full. A pushy sales person offered a discount on a one-bedroom apartment, with room for a live-in aide, $3,295 a month, rather than the list price of $3,650. Warning bells went off. The speil continued, but we weren’t listening.

Our minds were made up. Hebrew Home it would be. This was the most important decision we had made so far, and my brother and I found ourselves utterly in harmony, led to it as we were by my mother’s clear head. Rather than balk at our clumsy efforts to be good children, she had given us permission to do the unthinkable. She would go to a nursing home after all.

© 2011 The New York Times Company

ISRAEL: Meet Ella 'Elka' Yagoda, 93, from Tel Aviv

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TEL AVIV, Israel / Haaretz Daily / Weekend Magazine / April 29, 2011

Family Affair / Ella 'Elka' Yagoda
Meet Ella 'Elka' Yagoda, 93, from Tel Aviv

By Avner Avrahami and Reli Avrahami

TEL AVIV

Ella "Elka" Yagoda at home in Tel Aviv

The cast: Ella "Elka" Yagoda (93 ).


The home: This is a 60-square-meter home on the first floor of a standard apartment building on pillars, on Aminadav Street (20 stairs ); there are two and a half rooms ("We closed the kitchen balcony" ) and Elka has lived here since 1952 ("There was still scaffolding when we moved in - this is workers' housing" ).

Workers' quarters: "My husband was a Mapam person" - referring to a defunct left-wing party - "but I wasn't. The party's whole intelligentsia lived here." She adds that Meir Yaari, the Mapam leader, stayed at 22 Aminadav Street when he visited Tel Aviv.

Entering: On the other side of the door we find a hall, living room, bedroom, kitchen and another small room which is used as a studio for painting (complete with paints and brushes ). In the past, after the balcony was closed, this was the room of Elka's firstborn child: Prof. Nathan Gadot, a neurologist ("He's already retired" ), the former head of the department of neurology at Meir Hospital in Kfar Sava. The apartment, laden with books, pictures and statuettes, is carpeted, wallpapered and covered with oil paintings.

Oil paintings: These are richly colored Impressionist works - all by Elka. "I never used black," she says, "other than in sketches." The landscapes are imaginary ("Memories from Poland, memories from Russia" ). She has sold some of her paintings ("People bought in Belgium, people bought in America" ).

Continuing: The living room contains a sofa, two armchairs, curtains and a footrest, all in red ("I like warm colors" ). The sideboard ("from after the Yom Kippur War" ) holds, among other objects, the Encyclopedia Hebraica, "Moshe Dayan" (the biography by Shabtai Teveth ) and a book of photographs from Poland in the 1930s ("rare" ). We move to the kitchen.

The kitchen: There is a yellowish Amcor refrigerator, narrow marble counter, floral wallpaper and a jar of gefilte fish (from the supermarket ). As we return to the living room (which has a glass sliding door ), we notice certificates hanging on the walls.

Certificates: For volunteering "in the sphere of social welfare in the city of Tel Aviv-Jaffa," for volunteering in the Civil Guard, for volunteering in the Israel Cancer Association. There is also a photograph of Elka with the Polish consul general taken 20 years ago; she is closely connected with the Israel-Poland friends association.

Occupations: Twice a week she does volunteer work with an organization of Tel Aviv retirees, taking the No. 9 bus to offices on Pumbedita Street ("There is a bus every quarter of an hour" ). She's there from 8 to 11 and helps photocopy documents. She is also a member of two organizations that assist pensioners of the Tel Aviv municipality ("if someone needs a refrigerator, or teeth" ). The rest of the time is devoted to painting.

Painting: She's been at it since the age of six. "Starting from the time when we lived in Jablonna - with two N's - near Warsaw, where the palace of Graf Pototsky was located." She knew the count personally, she says, and more especially his wife ("who was an actress in the Nowosci Theater" ). In addition, Elka shops at the supermarket, has a cleaning person once a week ("Habuba, a Yemenite" ), prepares her own food ("I do everything myself" ) and doesn't complain about physical difficulties. At Purim, for example, she dressed up as a gypsy and went to a party ("I am a dancer" ).

Dancer: Every Saturday evening after the end of Shabbat she goes dancing at Golden Age House on La Guardia Street. However, she can no longer find a partner for the tango ("I used to dance with serious people" ).

Longevity: "My grandmother died at the age of 110. She used to eat in a shroud, so if the Angel of Death should come, he could take her."

Angel of Death: "I don't think about him." Life, she says, is very beautiful, but not everyone knows how to exploit it. "I was always elegant," she adds. "I never wore a bathrobe at home and I always put on lipstick and jewelry. I have been blonde for 40 years - I am a blonde with a brunette past."

Past: Elka, nee Broder, was born in Jablonna in 1918, to a nonreligious family ("but my father prayed every day" ) of eight children ("I was number six" ). Her father was a fruit merchant, and owned cherry and pear orchards ("We lived quite well" ); her mother was a housewife. As a teenager she was a group leader in the Young Pioneer movement, attended a high school for girls in Warsaw and always painted ("The teachers said I was very talented" ). At 14 she had a boyfriend, Moshe Yagoda, whom she met at summer camp and subsequently married. The war erupted on September 1, 1939.

The war: The Germans entered Jablonna before Rosh Hashanah, and Elka ("I looked like a goy" ) ran off to urge Moshe's family ("They had a soft-drink factory" ) to flee. Her whole family, who at first fled to Warsaw ("There wasn't a ghetto yet" ), perished. Her father died of typhoid, her mother was killed in the uprising and all her brothers and sisters were murdered in Treblinka, Majdanek and Auschwitz ("I alone survived" ). Elka fled eastward with Moshe, but first married him.

The wedding: "Moshe said, 'If you make a run for it, I am with you,' but his mother said, 'You will not leave here without getting married,' so we were married and fled as husband and wife." Her parents knew nothing of all this and she did not manage to say good-bye ("I regret that so much" ). She knew her father would not let her leave, she says.

The flight: They reached Russian territory in a horse-drawn cart, stayed a month in Bialystok and were sent "in a cattle train" to a forced-labor camp in the north, near Finland ("They said we were spies" ). Elka gave birth to Nathan in the camp in 1940 ("with the help of an older woman, with rags, in a hut with 80 people" ). In 1941, after the German invasion of Russia, they fled east to Tashkent. Moshe left first ("on the roof of a train" ); she and the baby ("with bronchitis" ) followed a month later.

Tashkent: Elka could not find Moshe among the tens of thousands of refugees in the Uzbek city ("I walked around with the child and shouted 'Moshe, Moshe!'" ). Then, after almost despairing, she suddenly noticed a basket that looked familiar - and he was standing next to it ("That was some meeting" ). They spent the rest of the war together in a kolkhoz in Uzbekistan and then returned to Poland.

Poland: They reached Szczecin, only to encounter pogroms ("The goy neighbors wanted to kill us" ). Elka, Moshe and Nathan fled to Germany, spent two years in a refugee camp run by the Joint Distribution Committee ("I saw Ben-Gurion there" ) and reached Palestine aboard the Exodus.

Exodus: The ship sailed from Marseille on July 11, 1947 ("The Israeli guys were like angels" ) and was intercepted by the British a week later. They were taken (after an escape during which four people were killed ) to Haifa and sent back to France. Elka was put ashore with Nathan at Port-de-Bouc ("I was very sick" ) and reached Palestine a month later aboard the Kedma ("Shulamit, Arlosoroff's daughter, looked after us" - referring to Haim Arlosoroff, a Zionist leader ). Moshe arrived afterward and they lived in a key-money apartment in the Shapira neighborhood in south Tel Aviv ("We received $100 from an uncle in America" ). Their daughter Etty was born in 1950 (she manages an old-age home in Kibbutz Evron ); their second son, Aryeh, was born in 1952 (he is a physician specializing in fertility problems at Herzliya Medical Center ). Elka also has eight grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren.

Tel Aviv: She and Moshe moved to the Aminadav Street apartment in 1952. Elka knew everyone ("Illi Gorlitzky was a good friend," she says, referring to the entertainer ) and played paddle ball on Frishman beach. After Moshe died, in 1967, Elka married his brother, Yisrael, who was always with them and was endlessly devoted to the family. "The children wanted us to marry," she says. "They loved him, so I decided to do it. He had a job at the municipality, but my great love was for Moshe." They were married in a civil ceremony conducted by the civil rights activist Shulamit Aloni ("a friend" ). Yisrael died in 1995 and she has been alone since.

Daily routine: Elka gets up at 5 A.M., exercises ("The body needs movement" ), dresses ("nicely" ), has a cup of coffee ("decaf, two spoons of sugar, no saccharine" ) and a slice of bread ("whole wheat" ) with cheese, puts on makeup and leaves the apartment. She catches a bus at 7:30. Returning at 11:30, she prepares lunch ("Soup is a must" ) and if there is no apple compote, she has a cup of tea with a cube of sugar ("which you put in the mouth" ). After washing the dishes, she rests for two hours and turns on the TV at 5 P.M. ("Channel 1 - I like Dan Margalit," the anchor of a current-events program ). Later she has a slice of bread with tomato and a cup of tea, listens to CDs ("classical and [singer] Dudu Fischer" ) and occasionally goes to the theater ("I have free tickets at the Cameri" ). If not, she paints in the evening and gets into bed at 9 in order to watch concerts until 11 on a Russian channel, falling asleep in the process.

Assisted living: "Not for me, that's the last path."

God: "I will not answer that. Some who went through the Holocaust do not believe in him."

Israel: "Such a pity. I came to a beautiful country, once a person was a person; today, if a president can do things like that ..."

Peace: "We have to compromise on the territories, there is no other choice."

Longings: "For my sisters, for Masha, who was 13, and for Fayge, who was 11."

Most important: "The children's education, more than love."

Happiness quotient (scale of 1-10 ): "I do not give a grade. I am happy, but because my daughter is sick, I am not happy."

Copyright: Haaretz.com

EMIRATES: A Search Without End

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DUBAI / Gulf News / News / UAE / April 29, 2011

Fifty years after the 'MV Dara' tragedy, a survivor continues his quest to try to locate his missing brother

By Mariam M. Al Serkal, Staff Writer

Retired Major General Sharaf Al Deen Sharaf
looks at photographs in a book on the ‘MV Dara’ tragedy
Image Credit: Megan Hirons Mahon/Gulf News

Fifty years after the MV Dara exploded and sank in the Arabian Gulf, retired Major General Sharaf Al Deen Sharaf still has high hopes that he may one day be re-united with his brother Ameen, from whom he was separated during the chaos of the accident.

Despite the tragedy, Sharaf, who is also the group vice-chairman of the Sharaf Group, was slowly able to overcome his fear of the sea and now faces it every day as his office has a view overlooking the calm waters of Port Rashid.

The explosion on the MV Dara took place on April 8, 1961, and now, five decades later, the vessel lies in 20 metres of water off the coast of Umm Al Quwain and has slowly turned into a home for marine life and a dive site for clubs in the UAE.

The MV Dara set off from Bombay [now Mumbai] on March 23, 1961, to make her way on a three-week voyage around the ports of Muscat, Dubai, Bahrain, Abadan and Basra.

The MV Dara then arrived back in Dubai on April 7 and, unfortunately, it was that fateful ship that his family chose to take for their vacation. Sharaf was just an 8-year-old boy at the time and was looking forward to the cruise that would take him to Karachi via Muscat.

"We took the ship because we were taking a family holiday in Karachi, which was one of the popular holiday destinations at the time. Many people used to go to India for their holidays, and to Shiraz, Mumbai, Zanzibar and Yemen."

Although Sharaf's father did not accompany him, the family members who went on the trip included his mother, his brothers Ashraf, 18, Ameen, 6, and 6-month-old Mohammad, along with his sister, 4, and their Emirati caretaker.

The MV Dara was unloading its cargo and disembarking passengers when a strong storm broke out, and it was decided by the captain to take the ship out of the harbour to ride out the storm.

"The ship was delayed and even though we had a room on the upper deck, we were shifted to the basement because of the heavy rain.

"We were all sleeping when I heard two loud explosions the next morning, sometime around 3am," Sharaf said.

A violent explosion occurred, causing a domino effect of fires that were fanned by the strong winds. The fires raced through three of the ship's decks, causing the vessel to sink within two days. The passengers started to jump off the ship in a bid to save themselves. Screams rent the air and bodies could be seen floating near the vessel. However, many were unable to escape unscathed.

"When I heard the first explosion, I woke up and went running upstairs to the upper deck. I then saw that the stairs were on fire, and I wasn't able to get to my mother and sister, who were down below. I didn't understand much about death and I didn't know why the people were floating."

As the passengers tried to find a safe escape from the ship, Sharaf was stuck in the middle of the crowd and was shoved from side to side.

"I saw my brother Ameen standing in front of me, but then people came in between and separated us. There was a lot of smoke and the engine was blowing up, and I could hear people saying that a bomb had gone off.

"Before I knew what was happening around me, I was taken away and put into a rowboat for almost two hours, until we met up with a motorboat that carried survivors. I was feeling very scared and lonely.

"I later found out that my baby brother was saved because the caretaker was able to put him in a bag and carry him to safety to Bahrain, where he was put in the care of a family until my father was able to bring him back to Dubai."

According to records, an inquiry was made in London into the explosion on the 5,000-tonne ship, which claimed the lives of 238 people.

The vessel was owned by the British India Steam Navigation Company.

Evidence of sabotage

A formal inquiry was conducted in London, which revealed that the explosion was the work of Omani rebels who had been driven out of the country by British troops in 1959.

During further investigations, Royal Navy divers discovered evidence on the wreckage of an explosion caused by 10 kilograms of explosives such as those typically used by the rebels in previous attacks.

The inquiry also revealed that most of the passengers and crew were Arabs and Indians, in addition to about a dozen British officers.

Once Sharaf was re-united with his father and elder brother, the search for his younger brother Ameen started.

On April 21, 1961, his father wrote a letter to the government hospital in Bahrain asking whether they had received a young boy by the name of Ameen Sharaf, but to his despair the hospital officials said they had never received anybody by that name or description.

As Sharaf sat in his office, he took out a book that documented the events of the MV Dara and contained pictures of survivors.

He pointed to one picture which showed a small boy sitting in a rowboat with dozens of survivors, which resembled his missing brother.

"Even though my elder brother doesn't think it could be him, I do."

After the accident, Sharaf's father prevented him from going to sea again. But he was unable to hold his son back for long, since Sharaf soon decided to join the Dubai Police, which provided him with an opportunity to sponsor his studies abroad at a police academy in Jordan.

"Before, the only options available to study were to either to go to Kuwait or Egypt. When the police announced that they were sponsoring people to go to Jordan, I took my chances and signed up. And it was in the police force where I finally learnt to swim."

Looking back on his narrow escape, he said he cannot help but think that God was watching over him.

The accident was also not the first time Sharaf had come close to death, since a few years before he had fallen off a rowboat and was underwater for several minutes before he was rescued.

Over the years, Sharaf's father never gave up hope in his search for his lost son and in the late 1970s he went as far as to launch a campaign in Bahrain.

However, the search was fruitless and even though the Sharaf family got a few leads, nobody could be certain that they had found Ameen.

Part of the campaign included contacting local media, such as the Arabic newspaper Akhbar Al Khaleej, which mentioned that the Sharaf family was looking for Ameen even though it was 19 years after the MV Dara tragedy.

Living in hope

The article explained that the family believed Ameen was still alive after they had received a call from a relative in Bahrain, saying that they met had a man in his twenties who looked like Sharaf's brother. Despite their attempts, they were unable to make contact with the man in question and ascertain his identity.

"We still hope my brother was able to make his way to Bahrain. He may have lost his memory and may be living under a different name.

"Before my father died, he said he had a feeling that my mother was still alive. People cannot help but live with hope. If you don't see the remains of the person it is difficult to think they have passed away.

"You need to see the remains of the person, and only then can you stop searching," Sharaf said.

© Al Nisr Publishing LLC 2011

CHINA: Population Growth Controlled, Focus on Aging

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BEIJING / Business Week / Bloomberg News / April 29, 2011

By Bloomberg News

China declared victory over rapid population growth as the release of its decennial census signaled the focus will turn to managing the impact of a faster- than-expected rise in the number of older people.

China had 1.34 billion people as of  Nov. 1, the Beijing- based National Bureau of Statistics said yesterday. While still the most populous country, the higher birth rate of India’s 1.2 billion people puts it on course to take the title when the South Asian nation holds its next census in 2021.

Success in capping the population growth through the three- decade-old one-child policy presents China’s leaders with another problem as the swelling ranks of retirees create pressure to boost social welfare programs and pose a risk to the economic growth needed to fund them. The over-60s make up 13.3 percent of the population, 1 percentage point more than forecast and half as much again as in India, United Nations data show.

“The working age population is due to start falling within the next three or four years,” said Jim Walker, managing director at Hong Kong-based Asianomics Ltd. and former chief economist at CLSA Asia-Pacific Markets. “These 9, 10 percent growth rates people have become accustomed to are not sustainable for very much longer.”

Investors should put their money in countries where the prospects for return on equity are highest, such as India, Indonesia, Thailand, Malaysia and the Philippines, he said.

Trends Continue

Economic growth will slow “as demographic trends continue, highlighting the need to rebalance the economy over the next decade to prepare for such a transition,” RBC Capital Markets analysts, including Hong Kong-based Brian Jackson, wrote in a report published today. Growth would likely slow to 8 percent-10 percent in the coming 5-10 years, from the average 11.2 percent over the past five years, they said, citing government officials.

India will overtake China as the world’s fastest-growing economy by 2013 as it adds six times more workers to its labor pool, Morgan Stanley said in a report last year. People 14 years old and under make up 16.6 percent of China’s population, a decline of 6.3 percentage points from the 2000 census. Almost one in three Indians are in that group, Bloomberg data show.

China risks having to support retirees at per capita wealth levels that are only a fraction of aging developed countries and needs a better pension system to avoid what Goldman Sachs Group Inc. said is the danger of growing old “before getting rich.”

Fiscal Pressure

“The aging population is set to add fiscal pressure on the government in the medium and long term, which makes it imperative to put in place a well-functioning pension and health care system as soon as possible,” said Chang Jian, a Hong Kong- based economist with Barclays Capital who previously worked at the World Bank and Hong Kong Monetary Authority.

With more than $3 trillion in foreign exchange reserves, the government “has deep pockets now” and should be able to manage the aging of the country as long as economic growth rates remain high, Chang said.

China’s slowing population growth is a product of its family planning system and the policy of limiting urban residents to one child per woman, Ma Jiantang, head of the National Statistics Bureau, told reporters in Beijing yesterday. Annual population growth was 0.57 percent between 2000 and 2010, half a percentage point lower than the 1.07 percent annual growth between 1990 and 2000, according to the census figures.

Ma Jiantang. Copyright by AFP

“Our national basic policy of family planning has been well implemented and the overly rapid population growth momentum is effectively under control,” Ma said. Still, the proportion of people over 60 years old was 2.9 percentage points higher than in 2000, and that trend is “gradually accelerating,” according to the statistics bureau.

UBS, Blackrock

The trillions of dollars China’s hundreds of millions of workers will need in retirement savings may be a boon for global lenders and asset managers.

UBS AG, Blackrock Inc. and State Street Corp. help China’s National Social Security Fund invest assets overseas, according to the International Monetary Fund. China’s 856.8 billion yuan ($131.8 billion) national pension fund may increase its global investments and has 18 billion yuan invested with private-equity funds, Wang Zhongmin, vice chairman of the National Council for Social Security, said March 30.

As China’s population growth slows, it is also becoming more urban. City dwellers swelled to 665.6 million last year, more than twice the population of the U.S. China is close to having more residents in cities and towns than in villages for the first time in its history. The urban population makes up 49.7 percent of the total, 13.5 percentage points higher than a decade ago, the NBS said.

Contradictions, Challenges

The one-child policy, which has resulted in millions of aborted female fetuses, has led to men making up 51.3 percent of the population, with 34 million more men than women. Most countries have more women than men, including the U.S., where 50.3 percent of the population was female in 2010, according to U.S. census data.

The census figures show that “we still face some contradictions and challenges in population, economic and social development,” including an aging population and an “unbalanced gender ratio,” Ma said.

China will eventually move to a two-child policy, the China Business News reported yesterday, citing an unidentified person close to policy makers. Farmers and national minorities can often have more than one child, and rich people can pay fines for having a second or third child.

Investors have overlooked the implications of changes in China’s population profile “because of the extreme focus on growth,” said Kirby Daley, a Hong Kong-based senior strategist with Newedge Group’s prime brokerage business. “The demographic issues cannot be avoided at this point. They are not reversible.”

With assistance from Daniel Ten Kate in Bangkok and Michael Forsythe in Beijing.
Editors: Ben Richardson, Mark Williams
To contact the editor responsible for this story:
Paul Panckhurst at ppanckhurst@bloomberg.net

©2011 Bloomberg L.P

SOUTH AFRICA: Osteoporosis used to be mistakenly thought of as a normal part of aging

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CAPE TOWN / Mail & Guardian / Health / April 29, 2011

Guard against the 'silent crippler'

Johannesburg, South Africa

Imagine leaning on a table for a moment when, with a sudden snap, a bone in your wrist shatters. Imagine doing something as innocuous as turning your head to look at something and a vertebrae in your neck fractures. For many ­people this is the first sign that they have osteoporosis.

Illustration by courtesy of Stop Osteoporois

Called the "silent crippler", it is believed that as many as one in three women and one in five men in South Africa will suffer from this painful and debilitating disease, which means that between four and six million South Africans are at risk. In fact, osteoporosis is so common that it used to be mistakenly thought of as a normal part of ageing. Although it is not restricted to senior citizens, women in their mid-20s can suffer from bone density loss. But it is considered more common in Caucasian and Asian post-menopausal women.

This systemic skeletal disease is caused by a loss of mineral density in the bones owing to a deterioration of bone tissue. The resulting weakness increases the risk of fracture and particularly vulnerable are bones in the wrist, upper arm, pelvis, hip and vertebral column. In some cases with elderly patients, acute and chronic pain can often be attributed to an undetected fracture caused by osteoporosis. The result of multiple fractures of the vertebrae is a stooped posture, a loss of height and reduced mobility.

Of those who suffer hip fractures, about 20% of people will die within one year and more than 50% of those who survive will end up severely immobilised. Those most at risk include (but are not limited to) women who have experienced premature menopause (under 45 years of age), women over the age of 65, low levels of sex hormones, long-term use of cortisone, alcohol abuse and smoking, genetic factors, a family history of the disease, excessive leanness, malnutrition, poor calcium intake before the age of 35 and eating disorders such as anorexia and bulimia.

The treatment of advanced osteoporosis is difficult and the real key to the management of the disease is early detection of bone density loss and prevention therapy.

Ensure that you eat a calcium-rich diet -- dairy products, dark green vegetables such as broccoli, bok choy and curly kale, almonds and Brazil nuts, canned whole fish with bones such as sardines and pilchards, tofu and soya beans. These are just some of the many foods that are rich in calcium.

Moreover, it is believed that a high intake of vitamin D also helps the body to better absorb the calcium. A good dose of sunshine on a daily basis should be enough. And, of course, there are many supplements to choose from that can augment your calcium intake, but do not take more than 500mg of calcium at any one time.

Exercise is also crucial, especially weight-bearing exercise such as a good, brisk walk, stair climbing, jogging for the sporty-inclined, or even a twirl or two around the dance floor. Weight-bearing exercise promotes bone formation and maintains strength, stimulates blood flow within the bone and is more effective than non-weight-bearing exercise such as swimming and cycling.

In terms of treatment there are many potent prescription drugs available for osteoporosis sufferers that generally fall into two broad categories -- those that inhibit bone density loss and those that stimulate new bone formation.

The anti-resorptive drugs include the bisphosphonates, selective oestrogen receptor modulators, hormone replacement therapy and non-sex hormones. Bone-forming drugs are the latest addition in the fight against osteoporosis and these include strontium ranelate and parathyroid hormone. Obviously, your doctor will need to advise you on the options available.

Finally, if you are in the high-risk categories for osteoporosis (as highlighted above) ensure that you have a bone density test on an annual basis. This not only tells you whether you have the disease, it can also predict the risk of fractures.

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UK: Royal wedding - Guess who's in the queue at the Abbey?

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LONDON / The Telegraph / News / April 29, 2011

If you thought you were excited about the wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton, meet the ardent royalists already queueing for a prime spot outside Westminster Abbey

Click to see video: Campers pitch up for Royal Wedding 
 

 
Fans of circuses should make haste for the small patch of pavement opposite Westminster Abbey where royal wedding fever is cranking up a gear for the final phase. Yesterday, in the glorious spring sunshine, hundreds of tourists milled around, taking pictures of press photographers taking pictures of them.

A lorry unloaded crash barriers. Minor adjustments were made to the scaffolding of the giant press pen, a babbling Babel of cameras and journalists. Back on the ground, an English reporter with a cut-glass accent looked into the lens of a Fox News camera and told his American viewers about people sleeping on the “rock-hard sidewalks”.

For now, at least, the hardy pavement-sleepers are the main focus of the world’s media. John Loughrey, a 56-year-old chef from Wandsworth, London, was the first to arrive, at 5pm on Monday. He has since appeared in newspapers from Brazil to Australia.

By yesterday lunchtime, there were several dozen happy campers, a delightful mix of ardent royalists, eccentrics, Americans, first-timers, families and a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel called Camilla.


Gwen Murray, aged 76, camps outside Westminster Abbey
ahead of the Royal Wedding

Sheree Zielke, a 56-year-old novelist from Edmonton, Canada, had travelled the furthest – 4,221.18 miles, according to the “fact sheet” leaning against the railings next to her. “I arrived on Monday and did my reconnaissance on Tuesday,” she says. “I am a crazy Canadian and I have no tent.”

Three generations of the Richards family, from Attleborough in Norfolk, have come better prepared, packing two tents, a campus stove and a guitar. Into those two tents, however, they are cramming five children under the age of 17, a mother and a 76-year-old grandmother.

“We all sleep on top of each other to keep warm,” laughs Darcie Richards, 15. “It’s cold and noisy at night, but it’s great fun. Our friends think we’re a bit mad when they see us on television, but we love it. We came along to support our grandmother"– who seems to have disappeared to find a lavatory.

The search for suitable facilities – and not losing your prime spot in the process – is something of a theme among the campers. Ms Zielke has made friends with her neighbour, Donna Warner, 56, from Connecticut, and asked her to reserve her patch of pavement whenever nature calls. Mr Loughrey has taken rather more extreme measures. “I haven’t drunk any water or been to the lavatory for two days,” he confides.

'Super-fan' John Loughrey was the first to camp out outside Westminster Abbey

Mr Loughrey, who camped outside the inquest into the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, painting the names “Diana” and “Dodi” on his face, is a particularly ardent royalist. “William and Kate are like two swans who have been slowly gliding down the river towards each other,” he enthuses, wearing a tea-towel of the Royal couple as a sarong. He is also carrying a teddy bear of Prince William in military dress and a replica of the engagement ring, apparently given to him by a “mysterious man in a suit”.

He adds: “Diana would have loved Kate. Her spirit will be present on the balcony, giving them all hugs.”

Not everyone is such a die-hard enthusiast. For Jennifer Freeman, 52, and her daughter Gemma, 26, this is their first royal outing. “My husband’s not interested, neither is Gemma’s boyfriend, and my son has fled the country for the Maldives,” says Mrs Freeman. “But I want to be able to tell my grandchildren that I was there for the wedding of the future king.”

Sitting a few metres closer to the Abbey are an endearing couple who would never dream of going on holiday during a royal wedding. Terry Hutt, 76, a retired carpenter from Whaddon, Cambridgeshire, first caught the bug when he was four and met the Queen Mother during the Blitz. In 1990 he met Jennifer Hawkins, 61, a nurse from Worthing, West Sussex, who was camped outside Clarence House for the Queen Mother’s birthday. They have been attending royal events together ever since, despite being happily married to other people.

“We’re good company,” says Mrs Hawkins. “I make sure he’s warm.”

Although apparently possessing only half a tent between them she is unconcerned by the distinctly damp forecast for Friday. “I have a poncho,” she says. “And at least it’s not minus two as it was for the Queen Mother’s funeral. I had to put on all my clothes and looked like a bear.”

The spot of rain might give Mr Loughrey some welcome fluids – and perhaps even persuade the others that, however good their view, they’ll see a lot more on television.

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SOUTH AFRICA: Age shall not wither them

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JOHANNESBURG, South Africa / Mail & Guardian / Health / April 29, 2011

By Mandi Smallhorne

Sylvia Kree (85) participates in a resistance training class
conducted by physiotherapist Solange Czerniewicz in Rosebank.
(Oupa Nkosi, M&G)


'I am on a high when I'm in class. I'm having fun! And it gives me a sense of pride, of walking tall -- I walk better because my core is stronger."


Retired doctor Sylvia Kree is living proof of three things -- you can get stronger in your golden years, even well after 70; it's never too late to get fit and healthy; and exercise, at whatever age, has a profound impact on every part of your life.

The 85-year-old Kree retired 17 years ago after a 45-year career. As a younger woman, she says, she was a serious, responsible person; now, at an advanced age, she has developed a "bubbling enthusiasm" and is enjoying life. She puts much of this down to one simple thing: her thrice-weekly exercise classes for older people held by Johannesburg physiotherapist Solange Czerniewicz.

When she was diagnosed as osteoporotic (compromised bone density) a decade ago, Sylvia took action. As a medical professional she knew walking would be helpful and so she started to do Walk for Life. She also knew that resistance training of some kind would be good. A friend told her of Czerniewicz's classes, which are a mix of cardiovascular and resistance work with lots of core-muscle strengthening, and she started to attend.

Ten years on, she is the picture of health, with a lovely pink colour in her clear skin and the ease with which she walks and moves is in stark contrast to many people who are much younger than her. Her strength has also improved, which is unexpected in a woman who says she never did any sport in her life.

This is what research fellow Dr Mark Peterson at the University of Michigan Physical Activity and Exercise Intervention Research Laboratory found in a study in which his team analysed current research on exercise's impact on people over 50.

The clear result: a judicious use of progressive resistance training (for example, using either weights or therapeutic bands to work against) can actually increase strength capacity in later life. Age does not have to mean diminishing strength.

Muscle tissue

Normally people who are and remain sedentary over the age of 50 can expect to lose about 0,18kg of muscle mass every year. It sounds like a small amount, but it soon adds up. And the older you are the less anabolic hormones, which are essential to increasing muscle tissue, you produce.

You might not notice it at 51 but by the time you're 75 the steady reduction in muscle tissue and strength could mean you are unable to lift yourself comfortably out of your chair or climb stairs with ease -- and that means a reduction in quality of life.

But what about all those muscles you built up in the gym in your 20s and the squash court in your 30s? Don't pat yourself on the back if you were a sports person before 50. Let the habit die and you lose the benefits remarkably fast once you've become inactive. Let a few years go by and you could be in the same boat as someone who's never exercised.


Peterson says throughout life you should never be inactive for long periods: "Gradual deterioration may begin to take place within a couple of weeks of inactivity." The impact is exaggerated in older adults, he says, "thus giving the impression that ageing equals deterioration. It may well be that many so-called age-related health outcomes are a direct result of disuse and not chronological ageing per se." Use it or lose it, in effect.

But age should not and need not equal the kind of massive deterioration many of us associate with it, having seen the experience of grandparents and other older relatives. Although it might not be possible to pump up muscles as you could when you were young, you can improve strength, using the right mix of exercises and doing progressive training.

Body mass

Progressive training means that the amount of weight (or resistance) used is increased over time, with the frequency and duration of the sessions. You can use your own body mass as a weight to get started, says Peterson, especially for those who start off from a long-term sedentary base. For these people, "one's own body mass may well represent a heavy load, regardless of whether weight gain occurs", he says.

Overweight compounds the problem but it also gives you something to work with: "Using one's own body mass in a full range of motion exercises ... is a fantastic way to get started."

In class, for example, Kree and her classmates use garden chairs as props, sitting and standing in time to music, moving their own body weight as a way of increasing strength. They also perform a range of arm movements while holding small dumbbells, and some wear ankle weights as they march and sway and even dance to the catchy music that is a key part of the class. As Kree has discovered, age is no bar to improvement.

"The prospective ability to gain strength is not attenuated by advanced age," says Peterson. "This is backed up in the literature, with ample evidence showing that even among the oldest old, that is more than 80 years, significant strength adaptation is possible." So you're never too old to get fit.

The impact on Kree has been profound. "The mobility that I can see and feel has had a ripple effect throughout my life." She is physically energetic and capable. Czerniewicz, who has become friendly with the 85-year-old, invites Kree to her parties and "she's always the first on the dance floor", Czerniewicz says. "She's got a joie de vivre I've not seen in many younger people."

But it is also likely to have had an impact on other areas of life. A very mature student, Kree has been studying for years, racking up credits in psychology and Jewish studies -- once again, she is a living demonstration of many studies that have shown that exercise is vital to a healthy top-form brain.

Recent research conducted at the Texas Health Presbyterian Hospital's Institute for Exercise and Environmental Medicine in Dallas has offered a possible explanation for this link: "In a three-month study of 16 women age 60 and older, brisk walking for 30 to 50 minutes three or four times a week improved blood flow through to the brain by as much as 15%" (Science Daily, April 12 2011). Blood flowing into the brain feeds it with the oxygen, glucose and other nutrients it needs; blood flowing out washes away metabolic wastes, some of which have been implicated in the development of Alzheimer's disease.

Kree's academic achievements and her intelligent conversation show the effect of her exercise classes. "The last six or so years have been the biggest growth and development period of my life," she says.

Seeing the improvements in her and others in class is deeply rewarding for Czerniewicz: "This work is the most exciting thing I've ever done in my life" -- because the results are so big and tangible.

"Now my dream is to find a way to take exercise to disadvantaged older people. I'd love to see mass classes in Soweto, giving strength and resilience to the people who are carrying the burden of parenting the 'skip generation'."

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