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I'd have to go with splick here. When all of my great great great great great grand children are boarding space craft escaping the earth that is slipping into death, they can all look back at analog's ancestors and wish them luck on their floating rock that is about to be obliterated.
It may not mean shit now, but in 10 - 10000000000000000000000 years it may.
And after all, you never know. There is the very good chance that some rock may be speeding toward our general area. That rock may smack into us killing EVERYTHING, or it may come close, throwing us out of orbit, killing EVERYTHING. I like the fact that we stand some chance of having SOMETHING survive as long as we look out for that one thing that may kill us all.
And again, this science may come to help us in every way possible. A force that moves galaxies and ripples the whole universe itself (gravity) may prove to help us all in imense measures. Geeks, and whatever you all may think of the people looking though little lenses on a hill, may be the cause of the salvation of all known life. A microscopic percentage of my tax dollars is well deserved.
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We Must Dissent.
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