To all the peoples of the world:
Look, there's over six billion of us out here, and let's be honest, that's at least three billion too many. It wouldn't even be so bad if there just weren't far too many of you who don't even deserve to be amongst that six billion. Therefore, the following ultimatum shall be put into effect whenever I am placed into a position to enforce it without question:
INVENT, CURE, BUILD, OR WRITE SOMETHING... OR GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WORLD OF THE LIVING!
Some qualifications.
INVENT: make something that's going to be useful and will at least help to alleviate the problems of there being at least three billion too many of us, even if it's just a suicide booth like in Futurama or a mortuary like the one in Soylent Green (without the whole 'eating' people business, that won't be necessary).
CURE: Similar to invent, wherein make a cure for the problems that make there being six billion of us such a pain. As long as they don't come at the expense of the natural world doings its best to survive in spite of us, it's all good.
BUILD: Something that's actually going to last more than a few decades, something to rival the ruins (they may be ruins, but they're still bloody standing) of the ancient world. Constructions like the ultimate gaming PC, a sprawling criminal empire, or a house of cards are not what we're talking about here. Constructions like legions of devoted fans or a sprawling community (online or otherwise, so the staff of The Escapist gets to stay) will be given due consideration if at least one additional criteria accompanies it (see WRITE) and if members of those legions and communities have also met at least one criteria themselves.
WRITE: Something that's not fricking fan fiction, something that would actually be published by a discerning member of the literary world, or at least makes the same cultural impact if self-published (see BUILD). If the other criteria are too hard for you to even try, surely this won't be all that difficult. Tragically, there will be people out there who won't even be able to meet this standard, and not for a lack of literacy.
There, that'll thin out our numbers, and then mother nature herself will rise up and declare, "Apology accepted, humans, now don't let it happen again!"