There’s an article on the BBC with a large picture of a cat at the top.  The picture is captioned,

“This is the author’s cat.  This cat is not dead.”

The caption is needed.  The cat is sprawled on a pavement, legs all akimbo, chin turned towards the sky.  It looks dead.  In the article, the author comments that once it did this sprawl on top of a bin, and a passing cat-lover thought it had been thrown out and took it to an animal rescue centre.

The article, however, is about human mortality – and how it compares with that of the feline race.  Schrodinger is mentioned, as he so often is when cats are involved.  In a strange twist, the cat used to demonstrate that point doesn’t look at all dead, even in the half of the picture in which he is supposed to be.

But I digress.

How long will we live?  It’s a question that haunts many people, that nobody knows the answer to.  All indications are that we will continue to live longer and longer as the human race moves boldly into the future, but who really knows?

I note that actuarial mortality tables only go up to age 120.

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