The world (Earth) population is on the path to exceed 9 billion humans by the year 2050.  As more educated humans make prudent decisions to not reproduce, the idiots are breeding at break-neck speed. By 2050, population will have spilled over the planet and it may be too late to stop the impending natural selection that will follow.

Sooooooo where’s everybody gonna live?

The Japanese got it right, but that took dedication, discipline and manners (I have reason to believe  a good portion of the Japanese people are more highly evolved than other Homo sapiens). Japan has somewhere in the neighborhood of 127 million people (close to half the U.S. population) all living in an area about the size of California. The country is actually much larger in square mileage but most of it’s mountainous and difficult to settle so the livable areas are super densely populated. So to make living with at least two other peoples’ heads up your ass most of the time, the Japanese adapted their culture to be rich in manners and tradition valuing respect and honor above all. In essence, they put community before self in almost every case. You don’t see free-range kids yapping, screaming and destroying things in Japan. Neighbors respect things like the relative volume of their stereos. Order is abundant in Japan.

Now do that with a bunch of yahoo Americans. They’d eat each other in a week.

The chaos that infests other parts of the world (America) was underscored by a recent trip to Universal Studios in Orlando where I’ve learned that humans actually hold family reunions in theme parks on this particular trip as pointed out to me by my sibling when I asked what the statistical odds were that so many unruly rejects were in one place at one time. In a particularly exemplary showing of the species, The Hulk ride had broken down and was closed for repairs for a short time. During this hour-long time frame a couple hundred of us agreed that the wait was worth being towards the front of the line which regularly had a 2-hour wait to ride otherwise. So we began assembling lines from the gate back. Super orderly-like. The group of us formed a neat line in descending order from the approximate times we arrived to the line. Some people even gestured others in front of them since they were observed to have arrived moments earlier. And just when I thought there might yet be hope for the species, one of these “family reunions” caught wind of a potential coup and a mass of a hundred or more in their “herd” recklessly crashed the neat line we had formed and rushed the front of the line pushing men, women and children out of their way indiscriminately.

An Englishman who was with his wife and daughter ahead of me tried to reason with the mass and voiced his displeasure to the heathens. They either ignored him outright or, at most, engaged him with a confused look and a slight tilt of the primal head. Desperately, the man appealed to me since he was clearly not going to be communicating with the lower-evolved. His point was that, in England, if people did this, they would be ashamed of their behaviour (yes, I did it, it’s proper and in context) and that that kind of behaviour (again) is simply unheard of.

He made his point to me by referencing the behaviour (yup) as “you Americans…” to which, after listening to this point, I finally chimed in. “I’m American and I know better.” So it’s not all about birthplace.

So back to what the hell we’re going to do with all these bodies. First and foremost, more bodies means more resource attrition. That means more competition. That means fighting and the bashing of heads with rocks. Any way you cut it, the outlook for the species is grim. Then there’s the more prevalent spread of disease due to relative proximity, overcrowding, sanitation issues.  The list goes on and on and on and on.

By 2050 I’ll be in my golden years, looking down from my timeshare on the moon and saying, “I told ya so.”