Last month, SNL’s Weekend Update brought on cast member Kyle Mooney as Scooter Rineholdt, a beleaguered

Last month, SNL’s Weekend Update brought on cast member Kyle Mooney as Scooter Rineholdt, a beleaguered dairy distribution executive who slings steins of cow’s milk and claims that plant-based alternatives cause children to go blind. The bit was a reaction to news that Dean Foods, a 94-year-old company and America’s longtime king of milk production, had filed for bankruptcy. According to Nielsen data supplied to CNN Business, sales of cow’s milk through the end of October this year totaled $12 billion. A hefty sum, sure, but at the same point in 2015, that number totaled $15 billion. Americans are drinking less cow’s milk than ever — for digestive reasons, to cut back on saturated fat, in alliance with the environment, as an appeal to common sense (humans are the only species that consume the milk of a different species) — and in its stead, a dizzying array of “alternative milks” have landed at cafes and grocery stores across the country. The most familiar of these to the public was long soy milk, the lone plant-based milk to brave the aughts, when plant-based milk seemed to be reserved for outcasts, a substitute used by vegans or those with allergies. But in the last decade, br...

As the debate continues on superannuation policy and ideas like allowing low income earners to opt

As the debate continues on superannuation policy and ideas like allowing low income earners to opt out of compulsory payments, Open Drum asked readers how they envisioned their retirement. For Tara Rymer, the outlook is a tad bleak. When I was in my early 20s I would often think about retirement as I watched caravans pass on the highway; stickers such as “Adventure before Dementia” and “Grey Nomads” plastered on the rear windows. I imagined myself and my partner Steve doing the same, finally travelling once free from the demands of work and raising young children, cherishing a time when it would be just he and I once again. Travelling across country and cruises will likely be an unachieved dream. With the pittance that is the pension and my measly amount of superannuation, I expect the cost of living will drain the finances fairly quickly, let alone leave any funds for travel. The reality of retirement and aging is daunting. Will I be able to afford to eat? To feed the cat? To pay for all the medications my decrepit, falling apart body will rely on to function? To pay for my husband’s funeral? (He’s slightly amused by the fact I’ve resi...