I see they did decide on him in a REMOTE meeting (apparently leadership figured out that perhaps hanging out together in the same building wasn’t the smartest call)?

Haha I’d be like: Uh, no thanks guys, I’m good.

Ok I’m deciding my own death: I don’t want a live a day under 3000 years old.

Some men with butterfly nets should have come and taken him away to a padded room for his own safety.