A firing squad. There are worse ways to go. Could have been young and boring, never done nothing, never reformed, never started painting, never grew your own food, never mentored others to never commit crimes again. Getting shot following a decade of helping society isn’t too bad. Compare that to living a single uncomplicated life in a mundane job, impacting nothing and dying in bed after a good night’s sleep off the back of a bottle of wine, a roast duck and too much lemon tart. Sure, nothing’s too wrong with living a sedentary life. The sedentary can do a little good. It’s the one-percenters in football that really matter to the team. The issue is that a firing squad compared to old age is not so bad. Look at it that way. Even the Braveheart guy had it worse following a decade of accomplishments. Hung, drawn, quartered, with guts everywhere. That’s not much of a thank you.