To take my mind off the fast looming horrors of domestic fascism and peak oil, I was pondering the more manageably sized doom scenario of what happens to bodybuilding competition when Joe Weider squeezes out his truly final rep and begins his eternity of torment in the fiery nether regions of Hell. [You can't really picture him working abs with Eugen Sandow in Gold's Gym Heaven, can you?]
Does Ben assume control - like Charles finally ascending the throne of England after a life wasted playing second fiddle? Does Vince McMahon try to revive the WBF? Do the athletes - their last tenuous link with financial security severed - turn full time to selling steroids and/or ass?
Discuss.