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Some people still seem to be worrying about overpopulation. Here are the solutions. Understanding them will help you stop worrying.
Women’s access to education
When you improve women’s access to education, the birth rate plummets.
Birth rates have plummeted in all industrialized countries. It’s why they’ve had to import people to keep the world-consuming monsters which we call their “economies” going.
So just improve women’s education in the developing world, and we’re good.
The Gays
Boys seem to be liking boys a lot more these days. And girls seem to be liking girls.
Partly that’s because of culture and stuff. And partly it’s that the collective mind of humanity has gone “ok, we’re running out of room — let’s get our individual cells to fall in love in ways that will make unsustainable procreation unlikely”. And we’re just following along with the Collective Will.
In any case, and whatever the reason – it’s very convenient. We should totally let it keep happening.
So, stop worrying about overpopulation, guys. We’re already on it. Just let girls learn stuff, go to Pride Parades when the pandemic’s under control, and you’re good.
After that, all we have to do is turn our attention to caretaking for the elderly, as the population stabilizes and then shrinks.
Eventually, we’ll do sci-fi stuff and send people off to space to find more room, and the population will start expanding again.
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David Leon 
If you don’t think there are too many of us, try traveling: first the inspected (detected, selected, rejected), then a scrum to begin the torture, then whooshing in a giant metal tube to get to your destination which will, invariably, prove disappointing. You’ve just gained zillions of carbon deficits. Try walking in Hong Kong. Sit in a Bangkok traffic jam.
Fewer means less strain on the wonderful bounty of our Mother.
There used to be a Church of Euthanasia. The four pillars of the church were: suicide, abortion, cannibalism and sodomy. Gotta love their slogans, too:
Save the planet, kill yourself.
Eat people, not animals.
God is coming, stick out your tongue.
Six billion humans can’t be wrong.
The world is my ashtray.
Eat a queer fetus for Jesus.
I’m a member. Thank Goddess for MaID, Medical Assistance in Dying. Please…don’r procreate!
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