Then What?

Yes, Still Banging On About "The Omega Man"
Don't complain - it's not as if you have to pay for this, is it?  Now, there is a bit of a SPOILER here, which I feel is kind of redundant, given that the film in question is nearly 50 years old but I cherish your innocence.
     Don't forget - SPOILER!  Okay, Art, lay the spoiler-ey picture on us.

Mister Neville looking a bit porly

     No!  That isn't all blood, he's lying in a fountain and his leaking go-juice has flavoured the waters.  This is Lt. Col. Robert Neville being dead, at the end of the film, going for a bit of a messianic termination.
     Now, where does this leave The Family?  These, you recall, were the albino victims of plague, who are terribly light-sensitive, afflicted with sores and who live for nothing more than to render Mr. Neville not-alive.  Art?

Those muted threads really make your skin colour pop, ladies!

     From early in the film they've been doggedly trying to kill him, unsuccessfully.  He, on the other hand, scrags a great many of them - automatic weapons will help you to do that - along the way, quite beside the ones who simply up and die thanks to the diseases final stages.
     Well, then what?
     Neville's dead and gone; what else do they have to keep going on for?  "Destroy all technology!" is their catchphrase, which they exemplify by - burning books.
     Er - don't know if you got the memo, chaps, but books don't count as "technology", most especially because they've been around since that rock 'n' roll rebel William Caxton and his printing press.

Die, eeeevil technology! - No - hang on

     On the other hand, they are quite happy to use petrol in an ambush on Mr. Neville.  I think The Family are prone to cherry-picking, you know.  And laziness.  If they really want to destroy all technology then they best be advised to walk to the top of the nearest skyscraper - no electricity for lifts, remember - shatter the top windows and begin pitching out all the telephones, televisions, stereos, computers, fridges, printers, photocopiers (good luck with this item, they are Dog Buns awkward to move let alone propel from a window) and other office or domestic technology there present.  Then they'd have to walk to the floor below and repeat the process, and so on and so on, down to the bottom floor.

Look!  Scattered paper!  The Family have been doing in eeeevil technology again!

     But wait!  We haven't finished yet - did they check the roof for aerials or transmitters or relays?  Then they'd have to get into the basement and destroy any generating plant or air-conditioning equipment.
     And that's just one skyscraper.
     Lazy, like I said.*

Well.  I didn't expect to go on, quite.  I do raise some serious issues, though, don't I?

"Three Men In A Boat" By Jerome K. Jerome
I mentioned this yesterday, because it speaks universal truths about the human condition, and is jolly amusing to boot.  If you've never read it, do give it a go.  It has never been out of print, despite being well over a century old.  I recall reading it to Darling Daughter before she had to go to the dentist, as it would distract her from the impending torture, and it did.  Art?

Their route

     The title also adds "To say nothing of the dog", said canine in question being Montmorency, who looks a perfect angel in furry form, yet who is anything but.  One of his preferred pastimes is to gather together a band of disreputable friends, and then tackle another group of disreputable enemies.
     Oh, and JKJ was responsible for an enormous increase in leisure boating on the Thames River.  A portentous precedent.  Art?

Will surely have the same effect.**

And now for a crash course in LITHIUM WAFER BATTERY DES - actually no.  Just seeing if I could make your brain glaze over.

Finally -
As a change from "Strange Ships" I Googled "Strange Planes", which immediately brought up what looked like a Photoshop impossibility.  Art?

Sorry, but NO!

     The flight crew wouldn't be able to see the runway, there would be no room in the body for anything except the engine, they wouldn't be able to carry enough fuel for a monster engine of that size, and - what is it intended to do?  Look impressive?
     It transpires that this is an internet phenomenon: people spoofing pictures of ridiculous aircraft.  Given that things like the Super-Guppy exists in real life, there's really no need to invent strange planes.  Art?

Thus

*  No, they couldn't just set it alight.  Power-redundant firefighting systems.  Sorry.
**  Fingers crossed