Living Dead
Walking into a pharmacy, as I did a moment ago, is walking into the kingdom of very old people (80 and above). A very old person is nothing more than a coffin on two legs. They remind us of (they insist on) the other death—the gradual, gravity-heavy death. Are you marked for violent death? If not, then this is the way you and I shall go, so slow, so bitter, so ugly.
You're right as usual, Charles. Old people should just die instead of hanging around and callously reminding us of our mortality.