I want a refund of my tickets!
Never?
I’ve seen you and I’ve seen Mrs. Maoman. 
Ahhhh…Death!
We need more of it…much, much more. I say we trim the population down to a comfy 2 billion…okay…3…
When a human reaches breeding age, they must take a test…lowest 50 percentile…ZAP…
The remaining community takes responsibility for nurturing nature and obeying her immutable laws…
And yes…if half of you are smarter than I…then I go willingly to my dust…having never bred…
Stop breeding now!
Of course…asteroid armageddon makes this all moot…but what are the chances…oh yeah…one in a million… :?
With prosperity comes lower birthrates. Which means that the kind of people who should be having kids don’t, while the trailer-park Elmers and Zulu warriors and Mayan misfits et al. continue pumping them out by the dozen.
I’m not scared of death. No, I’m scared of living in a world with too many countries like Brazil with snarling underclasses and populations with a mean age under 17, because they tend away from answers and tend toward anarchy.