Haven't you got the memo? You are going to die, everyone you know is going to die and when the Sun explodes, Mars is not going to be spared either. This universe will end most likely in a heat death where life and computation will not be possible. Everything that is being done is ultimately pointless.
You must be fun at parties.
Then what's the point of complaining about it?
"A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in."