Fifty years from now. won't know. Or care. You may even cry. But too late.

 Thank you, selfish ignorant superintelligent idiots. You accomplished what you set out to do.  Your grandchildren,  if you are able to have any, have many questions for you.  Let's start with, 'Why can't I see a picture of Grandma?'  what do you mean, you didn't get around to taking any?  'What was her favorite song?  'Her favorite picture, pet?'  You don't remember?  'You were too busy to remember?'  It was your 'Happy Years' and you were too busy enjoying life?'  Pandemic!  You remember something about a  Pandemic?  What about a  Pandemic?  You don't remember the details just that it was necessary to be with your friends at the local pub to help you get through this 'bad' time.  Well, Dad, you didn't get through it.  You literally wiped out your and your children's future.  No records, nothing.  All to be found someday in the bottom of a rubble pile.  Thanks to you.