Don’t get me wrong, I’m as much in favor of the shining golden immortal future as the next biogerontologist — but sometimes that shine can be bright enough to blind one’s critical faculties. Therefore, it’s important to cultivate a healthy skepticism, not only about the inevitability of aging, but also about the more outlandish projections of those hyperoptimistic extrapolation junkies we know and love as futurists. This piece is going over my bench.

Building a fake future in hopes that the real future will show up and mate with it

The image is currently available in poster format at TopatoCo.

(For the previous installment of Sunday Funnies, see here.)