after my generation dies, what remains of the world, at least in the western world, will be a population of shallow, vain and old people with sagging skins with green drawings (too many tattoos), poor eyesight (too much time looking at screens), deaf as door nails (too loud headsets), and mostly incapable of the mundane tasks without their backs exploding in pain (from a lifetime of wearing their pants down low to their knees).
or maybe they will come up with a pill and all their troubles will simply melt away.
