Opinion

Alex Beam

Growing older, not better

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Tom Brady is ageless.

The rest of us, not so much.

Mother Time tapped me on the shoulder recently, in the form of an Important Birthday. Put it this way: I am now as old as Julius Caesar would have been had he lived to see his son appointed the last Pharaoh of Egypt. You do the math.

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Aging ain’t fun, but, in anticipation of this moment, I have been collecting some of its more delectable depredations.

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Real Life Example I: Last summer I was standing in a field with my twenty-something son, who remarked, “Those cicadas are deafening.” I couldn’t hear a thing, although I could hear the sounds of cars a half-mile away.

This is because, as The Scientific American has explained, “As we age, our ability to hear high-pitched frequencies wanes.” This is called sloping loss, or ski-slope loss, because of the way the shortfall registers on an audiogram. I have since had my hearing checked, and, in a nutshell, Lindsey Vonn could have a heck of a run on my results.

Get a hearing aid? Are you kidding? Those are for old people!

Real Life Example II: During a recent haircut, my barber jammed his electronic clipper deep into my ear. “You know, after 50, the hair just comes sprouting out of there,” he said.

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Yuck! But that’s not the half of it. Starting around age 50, gravity starts to compress your spine at the rate of four-tenths of an inch every decade. It’s not that Grandma looks like a gnome, she is a gnome!

The American Association of Retired Persons recently reminded its members that ears and noses grow and droop as you age, but the upbeat oldsters’ pressure group emphasized the positive: “Such cartilage growth [in the ear and nose] may have evolved to enable people to track and funnel sounds and smells as they age.”

Or, in my case, not.

The AARP is a fountain of good news about the Golden Years: “Part of your brain circuitry starts to burn out with age;” “Bladder tissue contracts and expands less efficiently as you get older;” “metabolism typically slows up to 5 percent per decade;” “You may have trouble seeing” — okay, we get the point.

By contrast, they are very bullish about oldsters’ sex lives: Compared with seniors surveyed in previous decades, “70-year-old men and women were much more likely to be sexually active, to report being in a happy relationship and to have a positive attitude toward sex.” And they aver, without much evidence, that “we’re pretty happy.”

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Not me. Dyspeptic then; dyspeptic now; dyspeptic forever.

My health plan loves to send me cheery news like this: “6 Ways Your Body Gets Better With Age.” Here’s one: “Your Skin Gets Better — In Some Ways.” Oh, really? Yes! Less chance of acne. “And as for wrinkles,” my plan explains, “from a dermatologist’s point of view, they can actually be a boon.” According to Manhattan dermatologist Dr. Julie Karen, “If you need to have surgery, such as for skin cancer, it’s easier to hide a scar under a wrinkle.”

Wall Street Journal columnist Alison Gopnik, a grandmother, recently published “The Cognitive Advantages of Growing Older.” Her point seems to be that people my age aren’t as mentally agile as we used to be. So-called fluid intelligence — reasoning and problem-solving ability — “decline[s] precipitously in older age,” she writes. But our store of knowledge, “how much we actually know,’’ remains more or less intact throughout or lives.

I should be heartened, but I’m not. My conclusion is that I’ll take forever to solve the crossword, and bore young people with my never-changing repertory of purportedly revealing experiences.

So be it. But I wish I could hear those cicadas again.

Alex Beam’s column appears regularly in the Globe. Follow him on Twitter @imalexbeamyrnot.