Contrary to claims touted by most products in the vitamin store, it turns out that human beings really do have a maximum lifespan. Researcher Jan Vijg of Einstein College of Medicine in New York has presented compelling proof for this Monday morning downer. For those of you older boomers who just had to mentally cut short your plan to spend the next 50+ years reaccumulating the assets you lost in the 2007 financial cisis, Vijg offers little hope.
Vijg’s team looked at global databases on lifespan and found it peaks at around 100 and then falls back down again. “We show that improvements in survival with age tend to decline after age 100, and that the age at death of the world’s oldest person has not increased since the 1990s. Our results strongly suggest that the maximum lifespan of humans is fixed and subject to natural constraints,” they wrote.
The limit seems to be about 115, or 125 if you account for the very occasional outlier, still waiting for someone to wheel them away from the nursing home lunch table. Vijg explains, “These incredibly rare ages that approach the limits of lifespan — 70 to 80 percent of it is explained by a difference in genes and not so much health behaviors.”
Even Seventh Day Adventists, arguably among the healthiest people on the planet, have not broken through the 115-year-old limit. The bottom line is that, environment aside, we have a limit to how long we can continue to perpetuate the myth that we will one day master a foreign language. Medical breakthroughs will help us inch closer to the magic 115, of course, but, after all of our joints and some of our organs have been replaced, and, after all of the medical breakthroghs there are have broken through, we still ultimately buck up to 115.
Again, from Vijg, “A mouse in the wild doesn’t live more than seven, eight months or so. But if you take those mice and keep them in captivity and optimal conditions, they die when they are two years old or so. But they die. And that is because of the aging process.”
A spokesmouse for the Wild Mice Association had this to say, “We believe a life of freedom and individual choice, albeit a short one because of all those fucking cats we have to contend with, is far superior to one of captivity, under authoritarian rule. We demand the immediate release of the hostages now being held in research facilities.”
For those readers who actually take Life in the Boomer Lane’s posts seriously, and can cite verbatim the previous posts that announced the arrival of the sciene-provided fountain of life, LBL admits that Vijg’s research has a lot of detractors. The line is drawn in the sand, between those who believe that life is finite and those who believe that they will live long enough to finally clean out their junk drawer.
A word of caution, though: As for all of this research, you should be old enough to have learned that you can’t believe anything you read or hear. LBL, herself has reached a point in life in which she can’t even believe anything she, herself, says. This has made her own life a lot easier to manage.
Now that she has dispensed with that, she will turn her attention to investigating the claim that our world leaders are Lizard People. Stay tuned.
John Kraft
November 14, 2016
It all makes me feel old. I’m going back to bed.
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 15, 2016
You are not alone. I’m thinking a lot of people went back to bed in the early hours of 11/8 and haven’t emerged yet.
Snoring Dog Studio
November 14, 2016
I recently discovered that if I don’t listen to anyone or read anything, I have no problem with disbelieving everything. And vice versa.
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 15, 2016
Actually, that worked successfully for thousands of years.
Keith
November 14, 2016
Oh good, I have just reached middle age again.
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 15, 2016
Right. Imagine a midlife crisis in which people have to wig out with artificial knees, hips and impaired memory and a desire to be home in bed by 9 PM. Sort of bursts the bubble.
Keith
November 15, 2016
Renee, my wife and I are early risers, so by 10 pm, we are toast. All the body parts are still from the original set, but we shall see how that progresses with more mileage. The memory thing is abetted by reminder notes in my pocket. Keith
Gail
November 14, 2016
But for those who believe in the afterlife, life never ends. It just gets recycled. I’ve decided to come back as a ladybug. They are so damn cute up to the very end.
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 15, 2016
I’m going to be a buffalo and get back at everyone for what was done.
Andrew Reynolds
November 14, 2016
Personally I’ve decided to live forever.
so far so good…
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 15, 2016
Let me know how it works out. It’s worth it for me to stay alive, just to hear the results.
Andrew Reynolds
November 15, 2016
I’ll keep you posted.
judithhb
November 16, 2016
Oh drat. So my plan to live to 125 and discorporate in Joy probably will not eventuate
Life in the Boomer Lane
November 16, 2016
If it does, let me know how you did it.