A brave man dies once......a coward dies a thousand deaths.
I have a friend who was a smart engineer who was a rep for an industrial filter company. He once was a brave man. As he aged I saw him get more scared of living.....more retrenched in the illusion that somehow he could find safety. It has been scary to see the transformation from a brave man into this indecisive, inflexible, old man who is afraid. You cannot teach courage. It just has to feel right and sadly I have seen his politics turn into the politics of fear........racism and a real need not to be around people who are not well off economically. He wanted a corvette(I have a bunch of theories about people attracted to corvettes), and playing poker last night I heard the one time he takes it out of storage each year and drives it........it broke down. I do not get any of it........buy a vehicle which represents something dear and cherished to you, and put it in storage to use once a year, and in this artificial world and illusion......the car breaks down.....stranding he and his wife........reality entered this sad illusion. If you like the car......drive it and enjoy it frequently.....but like Silas Marner's gold hidden away in the floor boards.....only to be taken out and fondled......that novel written in 1861 goes to the core of many of our political problems and diversity between those who have assets and those who do not have assets..........the fear is overpowering.......please do not make any mistake......the hoarding of wealth is both evil and sad.
With little else to live for, Silas becomes infatuated with the money he earns for his work and hoards it, living off as little as possible. Every night he pulls his gold out from its hiding place beneath his floorboards to count it. He carries on in this way for fifteen years.
I think the aging process naturally tends to support conservative urges which are powerful fears of not being in control.