actuarial destiny

I read long ago (probably more than once) a short story that goes like this.

A man of a certain age (let’s call him Bob) mysteriously receives, unwanted, a subscription to Hereafter magazine – all about death: funerals, estate planning, that sort of thing. He angrily contacts the publisher, who explains that a crack team of actuaries has predicted that Bob will die within the next two years and is thus a prime prospect for Hereafter‘s advertisers.

Bob gets the wind up, resolving to prove the actuaries wrong, and triumphantly outlives the Hereafter subscription. But what’s this? It’s a subscription to Senility.

I was reminded of that story by a couple of spams for diabetes products.

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