Growing Younger By The Day

I’m twelve at heart but have been writing these posts for 27 years so — do the math — I must be at least 45 and am thus as interested in “longevity” as anyone else my age who just returned from his 55th college reunion.

Not that I’m as nuts, or as rich, as this guy (he sold out to eBay in 2013 for $800 million):

. . . Johnson, 45, is an ultrawealthy software entrepreneur who has more than 30 doctors and health experts monitoring his every bodily function. The team, led by 29-year-old regenerative medicine physician Oliver Zolman, has committed to help reverse the aging process in every one of Johnson’s organs. Zolman and Johnson obsessively read the scientific literature on aging and longevity and use Johnson as a guinea pig for the most promising treatments. This year, he’s on track to spend at least $2 million on his body. He wants to have the brain, heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, tendons, teeth, skin, hair, bladder, penis and rectum of an 18-year-old. . . .
He has a website where he posts his entire course of treatment and all his test results. And, now, he’s launching another site, Rejuvenation Olympics, that encourages fellow travelers to do the same. The idea is to move away from the latest fads in favor of more rigorous medical science and a dash of competition. The more popular this type of lifestyle becomes, the cheaper and more readily available some of the procedures Johnson tries might be. . . .
While Johnson won’t discuss it yet, he’s about to undergo some far more experimental procedures . . .

A proven way to reverse your mental aging is BrainHQ. Long-time readers know I own a tiny slice; that just a few hours of the exercises have been shown to reduce the onset of dementia; that the basic exercises are free; and that a premium membership makes the perfect Father’s Day gift.

Speaking of that 55th reunion, one of my distinguished classmates, Marshall Goldberg, took the liberty of adapting Leonard Cohen’s iconic song for the occasion.

Each of the six stanzas was very funny, and a little poignant, but the one I liked best, and got his permission to post:

You’re chairman of your country club
Your picture’s hanging in the pub
Someone who wants to join once tried to screw ya
The day his application’s heard
They come to you for the final word
You smile, and whisper Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Have a great day.

[UPDATE: The bridge collapse on I-95, referenced yesterday, was an accident. Even so, Thom Hartmann’s perspective remains a must-read.]

Editors Note: This article was originally published on June 14th, 2023 on andrewtobias.com, syndicated with permission.