Obsessing over longevity

Anti-aging and life extension remain products of an elitist mindset.

My cat, Osiris, turned 21 just over a week ago. Since being rescued from an East Village t-shirt shop in August 2000, he’s followed me to eight apartments in three states, living alongside seven different cats. Most nights he sleeps curled against my chest, a habit he picked up as a kitten and never abandoned.

People are often surprised at his advanced a…

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