OK, so a life extension drug is not available. What's a mere mortal to do? It turns out you can have yourself frozen.
Robert C. W. Ettinger is ninety-one years old and he is a founder of the cryonics movement. When he dies, the blood will be drained from his body, antifreeze will be pumped into his arteries, and holes will be drilled in his skull, after which he will be stored in a vat of liquid nitrogen at minus three hundred and twenty degrees Fahrenheit. He expects to be defrosted, sometime between fifty and two hundred years from now, by scientists who will make him young and strong and tireless.Ettinger is the owner of the Cryonics Institute, so presumably gets a discount
Ettinger has already frozen his mother and his two wives, along with ninety-two other people who await resurrection inside giant freezers in a building just a few blocks from his house, in Clinton Township, Michigan.For regular folk, the price is $28,000, plus a yearly subscription fee before death. Okaaaaay.
It turns out some very smart people go in for this idea. MIT computer legend Marvin Minsky is going to have himself done at a rival business in Arizona called Alcor. He thinks this is perfectly rational. Why? Apparently this is the explanation he sent to New Yorker writer Jill LePore:
Now, Pascal's Wager doesn't tempt me at all. I think if an all-good God exists, he's not an egomaniac who will give me an afterlife (or not) depending on whether I believe in him and pray to him. I really don't think believing and praying would increase my chances of surviving in an afterlife by one iota.
But getting frozen might increase my chances of survival (here)...even if just by one iota. So what about it? Should I rip off my descendants for a little chance of a lot more life? (Is that a tendentious way of asking the question?!)