“Hey we got all this oil money what should we do with it?” “Well we should use it to reinvest in our economy to create a sustainable industry which can provide for our people once the oil runs out…..
Hahahahaha, just fucking with you, no, no, we’re gonna build a tower so big we can punch the moon.”
I can has nother Taoer of Babil? Brothers and sisters, hope still waits in the wings; lonely, impatient, shivering, waiting to build her glorious fires, because of our plans. Our beautiful, ridiculous plans. Lets launch them like careeeening jet planes. Let’s crash all our planes into the rivers, build strange and radiant machines for this Jericho waiting to fall.