I n the future, I assume (and hope!) that everything -- entire bags of Doritos, full seasons of House of Cards, possibly Tinder -- will be available in pill form. So when I heard that pills allegedly offering protection from the sun's warm but cancerous rays were just an Amazon shipment away, I ponied up and prepared to scream a Wonka-esque "Good day, sir!" in the face of every stinky, slimy, inconvenient topical cream that Big Sunscreen has been pushing on me for the past 71 years. This could change everything.
"Hopefully one day soon, we’ll be able to eat our sunscreen."