Showing posts with label raiders of the lost snark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raiders of the lost snark. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

We're Drilling in the Wrong Place

Scrap your Prius and fire up the Hummer: Titan has hundreds of times more hydrocarbons than Earth! Better strap on a booster rocket or two first, though.

Clearly the Titanites (or "Tits" as the WW2 era press/New York Post of all time periods would have called them) are hostile to us, as they have chosen to live even farther away from us than sudden-relative-oil-piker Chavez. They must be hiding something and only a half-assed invasion can take care of this extraordinarily distant yet oh-so-imminent threat. Given the lead time required even to half-assedly plan such a half-assed venture*, I think the obvious leader for such a mission will be available -- OK, not soon enough.

Look, if they found Bigfoot on Mars, I'm sure they could gin up WMDs on Titan. Especially if gin is involved.

*The advantage is that you only half to plan quarter-assedly as a result.