Imagine, if you will, that things on Earth have gotten so bad that it’s clear the planet won’t be able to support human life for more than another few years. Fortunately we have the technology to go elsewhere, and a virgin planet ripe for colonization (Earthlike gravity & atmosphere, a variety of climates, and no sentient population, as the natives seem to have all been killed in a boating accident). Sadly, not ALL of us: the fleet of space arks only have enough capacity for ten million people, along with pets, livestock, and various tecchnical necessities. I, of course, control the fleet, having stole it from the United Federation of Planets fair and square.
Priority for getting on the spark, ark is, of course, being given to persons with useful skills (doctors, engineers, etc), along with persons young and fertile, as we’ve got to keep the human race in existence. Technically not all Dopers would qualify, but I ike most of you guys so all Dopers in good standing (plus their families and pets) are awarded berths on the ark if they want them.
Convince me that your favorite novelist, singer, painter, or other such artist should be allowed to come. One to a customer, please. And only folks who are CURRENTLY ALIVE.