"[Humankind] left behind incredible wonders, inspired by nature. Perhaps it was only fitting then that nature, in its own way, found inspiration in the legacy of man, and started down a path that would see it recreated in man's own image."
"No! they did it! They blew it up! And then the apes blew up their society, too! How could this happen!? And then the birds took over and ruined their society! And then cows! And then… I don't know, is that a slug, maybe? NOOOOOOO!"
— Fry, Futurama, "The Late Philip J. Fry"
"Y'know, maybe it shouldn't be that shocking that when all's said and done, it's furries that outlive us all."
"This is a holy war. All of human history has led to this moment. If we lose, we'll be the last of our kind. It will be a planet of apes... And we will become your cattle."
— The Colonel, War for the Planet of the Apes
So you’re one of the last humans on earth, and you’re trying to make the best of your sad, lonely existence in an animal-dominated world, but that doesn’t mean you can neglect your health. There are still dentists, though they cater to animals, mostly, like beavers, with their big cliched teeth. And you’re sitting in the waiting room, and you’re flipping through the magazines, and remember Cat Fancy? It was a funny name, which nobody really understood because “fancy” was actually an archaic use of the word — at one point in its etymological evolution it meant the equivalent of “fandom” — and in 2015, towards the end of human civilization on the planet, it briefly changed its name to Catster before going out of business altogether. You’re thinking about all this and looking at a magazine printed now, in the world run by animals, and it’s called Fancy Cat, and you guess it’s something like Town & Country used to be, a chronicle of the rich and famous and socially well connected, only for … cats? And then you think, why not neglect your health. Why not walk out of the dentist’s office, skip your appointment, grab the magazine, grab the purse that some idiot just left sitting out there, then go home and eat a slice of cake and drink a can of full-sugar soda. Who cares about tooth decay, you know? Nothing matters anymore. Nothing matters.
