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292 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 6, 2024
“The Universe cares about you, but only inasmuch as it wants you dead. Once you take the rose-colored glasses off, you soon realize that the Universe really wants nothing to do with you, and often it is trying to kill you.”
“Clearly we are in the future, so perhaps long space hikes will be a thing. It could be romantic—a low-gravity expedition with a loved one across a distant moon, listening to the sound of them shitting in their space suit through your earpiece.”
(Did you think I was kidding about this t-shirt?)
Of course I have a “42” shirt. Duh.
“The photo you’ve probably seen (as it is the only one ever taken at the time of writing this) was from the Event Horizon Telescope of M87*, the black hole at the center of galaxy Messier 87. This galaxy is in the constellation Virgo, which makes it hardworking, funny, and a great lover. It also means that it is super-compatible with objects in the Taurus constellation, which are graceful, diligent, but stubborn at times. Just watch out when the Sun passes through Aquarius, which if you haven’t rolled your eyes yet means you’re a fucking idiot.”
“Oh, and if you are the Universe, the jig is up—we are calling you out. From extinctions to murderous artificial intelligence, all the way to the collapsing of space and time itself—this is bullshit! Sure, many of the shitty things you have in store for us are preventable, and there is a perverted sort of beauty in staring into the darkness of your infinite depths. You may have fooled people with your pretty space dust and golden ratios, but these things are just a front. We have science now, and we are watching you.”