I recall now that he got pissed at me because I responded to his notion of a “time-reversed star” by saying that it was nonsense, and while I certainly could have been nicer about it, he proceeded to follow me around from post to post for several weeks trying desperately to debunk me, and then somehow managed to get my email address and started bombing me with anonymized emails that were some combination of threat, conspiracy theory, and gibberish. So, he was mad as a fucking hatter long before he became a Trumpster.
We had a pretty good run, managed to discover a few useful things and invent some clever gadgets, and even made it as far as exploring our local neighborhood with the brave little probes that could. If we can just not manage to nuke the entire surface of the planet and push evolution back to the barely multicellular stage maybe the future cephalopod civilization won’t regard us as a total failure even though we were highly limited with only our two marginally functional grasping appendices and primitive centralized cognitive structure.
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