I have a new hero and his name is Tomoji Tanabe, currently the world’s oldest man at 112 (though, since he is a teetotaller, I’m not sure I want to hang with him). What’s fascinating, though not unexpected, is that according to this article Japan leads the world in centenarians with 30,000 expected by the end of this month.
Tanabe-san wants to live forever. Me too. As long there’s good sushi, I’m in. (I figure sex at 406 will have lost its interest, but who knows? What’s the half-life of Viagra?)
You might be surprised Roger. According to a survey I read about last week (I think), most elderly people interviewed appeared to still have a pretty strong sex drive… IN fact, I think their conclusions were that they couldn’t find an age group that could be generalized as having lost interest in sex.
Of course, there are Lies, Damned Lies and Statistics… but I hope they’re right
I dunno. It seems pretty risky to be the world’s oldest man. They keep dying. It’s worse than being Spinal Tap’s drummer.
He was 50 years old when World War II ended. And he’s still around?
He’s also been a “senior citizen” half his life.
Amazing.
Interesting Times. The enemy is nihilistic, and we Americans love to dream of our earthly immortality.
Idunno. When I phoned my uncle to wish him happy 90th I wished him 90 more. He said I should not wish such a thing on him or anyone else. He’s the healthiest 90-yr old I can think of – not to mention inspiringly optimistic.