Sunday, July 23, 2017

The Enduring Monument to We're Not All That

9M-MRO, the quintessence of humankind's ineptitude, the sine qua non of failure, the permanent antitdote to hubris. The answer to Job: yeah, you could make exquisite creatures, but you couldn't find Sixteen months of searching by the best and the brightest of our species and we cannot find a big ol' lunbering passenger plane with 239 souls on board. Whenever we puff our chests and crow, we should remember this, the greatest embarrassment in modern man's history.