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When I'm falling from the sky after all the engines exploded on my plane due to an alien reptilian firing laser beams from it's eyes after hitching a ride on an Earth Killing asteroid (OK, so my nightmares are fairly specific - I'm a programmer, it's who I am) then the thing I'll be cursing at, apart from the indignity of missing the end of "A Star is Born" on that tiny seat-back screen, is that I will have died before they work out what's causing the acceleration of the universal expansion. Or indeed: if it's really expanding (Cue dramatic music)
So yes, that makes me sad that you feel that way too.
The Beer Prayer - Our lager, which art in barrels, hallowed be thy drink. Thy will be drunk, I will be drunk, at home as it is in the tavern. Give us this day our foamy head, and forgive us our spillage as we forgive those who spill against us. And lead us not to incarceration, but deliver us from hangovers. For thine is the beer, the bitter and the lager, for ever and ever. Barmen.