Ermintruder
The greatest risk is to risk nothing at all...
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A frighteningly-earnest young lady (aspirant Martian colonist) was being interviewed by The Humphries yesterday morning on Radio Four.
She had the monotone learnt zeal of a package tour holiday victim who, although they haven't arrived at the resort yet, they know it's going to be absolutely fine. Probably.
Her parents were initially unsupportive of her dreams, but now they 'understand'. Much of her supported soliloquy centered around the unknown practicalities associated with popping-out replacement bald/tail-less mammal alien crewmembers en route to the Red Planet. We were reminded that "nobody knows how sperm will react under the influence of radiation" (a curiously poorly-advised comment) followed by the sagely observation that, apparently, we would "have to keep reproducing once we arrived". I think the howling winds, relative lack of oxygen and the thought of spending the balance of my life in a metal tent chewing oxo cubes would be precisely the combination to send my libido through the roof. I'd be reproducing faster than a photocopier plugged into the LHC....
...But slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us
She had the monotone learnt zeal of a package tour holiday victim who, although they haven't arrived at the resort yet, they know it's going to be absolutely fine. Probably.
Her parents were initially unsupportive of her dreams, but now they 'understand'. Much of her supported soliloquy centered around the unknown practicalities associated with popping-out replacement bald/tail-less mammal alien crewmembers en route to the Red Planet. We were reminded that "nobody knows how sperm will react under the influence of radiation" (a curiously poorly-advised comment) followed by the sagely observation that, apparently, we would "have to keep reproducing once we arrived". I think the howling winds, relative lack of oxygen and the thought of spending the balance of my life in a metal tent chewing oxo cubes would be precisely the combination to send my libido through the roof. I'd be reproducing faster than a photocopier plugged into the LHC....
...But slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us
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