Hard problems keep earning compound interest, but advanced age and distance from complexity can act as a wonderful solvent. Now that I qualify for Medicare, this syndrome bothers me less than hearing simple solutions from those who cannot use the aging process as an excuse.

In arms control debates, there is no shortage of easy answers and simple solutions. Absolute conviction comes with this territory. Conviction can be admirable. Conviction can help good things get done, or block bad things from happening. The certainty that comes with conviction bears watching, however, since certainty is usually not wisdom’s first cousin. When conviction and certainty move full steam ahead – and damn the torpedoes — the results can be very messy.

One of my recommendations for aging is to keep your convictions while being wary of certainty. This takes far more intellectual effort than relying on simple assertions.

Assertion and politics are never strange bedfellows, but conviction seems to be crowding out wariness and analysis more than I recall. As the Scopes trial attests, there’s nothing new about questioning evolution, but assertion now trumps science in other areas, as well, most notably climate change. Economic prescriptions were deeply shaken by the Great Depression, but not after our current Great Recession. Failed economic remedies continue to be sacrosanct.

In my day, it was Peace Now! Today, it’s Assert Now! Predict gains that would make even Bernie Madoff blush, and have somebody else pick up the tab when conviction collides with reality. Out-assert the competition. Blame your opponents for the sins you are committing while feeling blessedly free of embarrassment. As presumed gains disappear and losses mount, don’t budge an inch: just keep asserting and blaming the victims. Conviction politics means never having to say you’re sorry.

In the United States, these tactics are now mostly the province of the national Republican Party. True, Democrats also have their own sacred cows and fund-raising imperatives. But for now, Democrats are on the defensive for not having enough conviction.

Maybe I’m paying way too much attention to the Republican presidential debates. The GOP represented up there on stage bears little resemblance to the one I grew up with. Come to think of it, the same holds true for the Democratic Party.

There’s one assertion I can make with complete conviction: In this season of Thanksgiving, count your blessings. Daily aggravation is always trumped by feelings of gratitude. One of my blessings is a writing gene inherited from my father. My blog posts over the past two and one-half years have become a book. Rummaging in Shoeboxes for Stories about The Bomb, The Nuclear Age and Arms Control, is now available on Kindle. The cover art comes courtesy of the multi-talented Suzy Parker.